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She glances toward me, then away again. “What does it matter if I do?”
“It doesn’t, just wondering if I’m special or if you do this on the regular?”
Her eyes roll. “You’d love it if I said you were special, wouldn’t you?”
I shrug. “Kind of.”
“Well, you’re not. My stupid ex called me a prude this morning and I’m done with it. You’re the first guy I saw.”
I laugh. “Not true. You saw lots of guys at that bar. You singled me out.” My tone is playful, and it’s clearly pissing her off. For some reason, I’m getting off a little on that. “Why are you a prude?”
She drags in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “I’m a virgin. An illusive twenty-four-year-old virgin.”
Fuck.I clear my throat. “Okay… and what… you were going to seduce me into popping your cherry?”
Her eyes roll. “God! Who says ‘popping your cherry?’ I’m glad I’m coming to my senses.”
“Me too. I’m not the kind of guy you wantdefloweringyou. I’m rough and—”
“Ugh. Just stop.Deflowering?No. No. No.I’m sorry for this. I’m going to call for a ride.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re already here. I’ll take you home.” Why am I a little bummed that I’ve fucked up this imaginary scenario where I slide into Bailey's tight little pussy for the first time?Because I’m sick, that’s why.
Snow falls heavy on the windshield as Bailey’s shoulders lower. “Actually, that might be nice. I can’t call my parents. They’re out of town on an anniversary trip until tomorrow and my friend Ruby is babysitting her niece tonight. God, this is embarrassing.”
“What is?”
“That I have no friends.”
I bite back a sarcastic comment on how that’s not the most embarrassing thing of the night. “Where’s your cabin?”
“Up on Echo Ridge. It’s about an hour from here.” She shifts her gaze out the side window. “Are you sure you could even do it? I don’t think we could be on more opposite sides of the mountain and the storm is moving in.”
“Are you suggesting I leave you here?”
She glances out the window. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll find someone going my way. Maybe he’ll take my payment.”
“Knock it off.” I start up the truck and crank the heat before flicking on the windshield wipers. “Buckle up. I’m not going to leave my buddy's daughter drunk at the bar to fend for a ride.”
“So that’s what I am to you, your buddy’s daughter?”
“Should you be more?”
“I’m the game warden,” she looks at the dash and back again, “who’s made a complete idiot of herself tonight.”
I flick on the blinker, pull out onto Main Street, and into the incoming storm. “It can be our secret. Besides that, everyone is allowed a freakout at least once a year. It was your turn.”
“It’s January. I’m not sure I can hold in the crazy for eleven more months.”
“Well, you got it out of the way early. That’s a positive. And by the sounds of things, you ditched some dead weight. Sounds like this guy you were dating was a loser. If you didn’t want totouch him after three months, that’s a sign that things weren’t headed in the right direction.”
“What about you? I need some dirty laundry to even out this conversation.”
“Don’t have any. Squeaky clean Alaskan right here.”
“Right. I’ll believe that…never!You’re a giant. Women love that. They must be throwing themselves at you all the time.”
“Like you did?” I laugh.
