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“Yes.”
“Okay, so that’s what I’m trying to avoid here. If we set expectations now, there’ll be less disappointment.”
“It’s not the same, Josie.”
“Why not?”
We came to a red light, so I turned to look at her. “Because I don’t want to just fuck you once.”
“How do you know that? We haven’t even done it yet.”
My eyes dropped to her body, to that skimpy little dress and her shapely legs. “Trust me. I know.”
“How?”
“Because I didn’t come looking for you to help me work something out of my system. Just the opposite. I tried to steer clear of you, keep as much distance as I could.”
“Why would you do that?”
My eyes locked with hers, and I tapped my chest. “Because I felt you in here, not in my dick.”
Josie blinked a few times. When what I’d said seeped in, a goofy-ass smile spread across her face.
“What the hell are you grinning at?” I said.
“You like me.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, Jesus. Let’s not let it go to your head.”
“And here I thought you just wanted to have sex with me.”
“If we’re setting expectations, let’s get something straight, doc. I am going to fuck you. And I’m hoping that happens tonight—maybe as a reward for wearing this dumb suit. All I’m saying is that it’s going to happen more than once.”
“More than once tonight or more than once total?”
My lip twitched. “Both.”
She smiled. “Okay.”
“So we’re good? No more dumb questions about dumb shit from my past?”
“Actually I have one more.”
I lifted my chin toward the light. “That’s been green for a long time. So make it quick.”
“Do you have condoms? Because I don’t have any.”
“Bought a whole box at the drugstore next to the florist today.”
Josie’s eyes flared. “A whole box? How many times in one night can you…”
I leaned so we were nose to nose. “Until you’re sore, baby. Until you’re sore.”
***
The thought of putting on a suit and driving two towns over to some pretentious restaurant had been balanced by the fact that one—Josie would more than likely wear a dress. I hadn’t expected it to be as skimpy as the one she had on, so bonus points there... And two—it was unlikely I’d run into any of the local Laurel Lake motormouths this far from town. Apparently, I was only running fifty-fifty.
Opal’s eyes widened bigger than the dinner plates when she caught sight of me and Josie at our table.
