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“The truth. Told him I had a date.”
“Did you tell him with who?”
She shrugs. “Surprisingly, he didn’t ask. His only concern was that I would find time to double check every item on his schedule next week.”
I’m not sure she hears the hint of irritation in her voice. Anyway, I don’t want to waste time talking about her dickhead dad.
“So you’re good to spend the night?”
She nibbles her lip and tries to be coy. “Are you assuming you’ll get lucky?”
Oh, I fuckingknowI’m getting lucky. And now I’ll make her admit it.
My hand leaves her ankle and skims up her leg, high enough to graze the creamy skin of her inner thigh. Her lips press together and she balls up a napkin. She could close her legs and shove my hand away if she wanted to.
“You kids want refills?” The chirpy red-faced waitress named Carla stops by to collect our empty glasses.
“Yes, please.” Tess keeps her eyes on me.
Carla whistles as she departs.
I have to lean forward and stretch my arm to reach my goal. I’m happy with what I find once I get there. “What did I tell you about wearing panties, Tessie?”
She slides down a few inches to give me better access. “Not to bother when I know I’ll be seeing you.”
“And yet you didn’t listen. I guess I’ll have to take these too.”
She jerks and lets out a choked noise when I move my fingers. “What did you do with my other pair?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve been putting them to good use.”
She’s interested. “How?”
“Can’t really describe it properly. I’ll have to show you.”
“Here you go!” Carla drops off two full soda glasses and a handful of fresh napkins. “Can I get you anything else?”
“No thank you.” Tess smiles at the waitress. “I love your earrings.”
I sweep my finger up and down a patch of damp satin fabric. Her muscles clench.
Carla, oblivious to obscene activities beneath the table, touches one of the blue dangling eyesores attached to her ears. “Thank you. A gift from my son.”
Tess clutches her napkin so tightly her knuckles whiten. “Lovely.”
Carla beams at us and deposits a slip of paper on the table. “Cashier is up front when you’re ready. No hurry.”
When Carla’s gone I pull my hand back. Tess shoots a pouty look of frustration across the table.
“Why’d you stop?”
I lay my open hand on the table. “Hand them over.”
“No.” She shakes her head with a teasing grin and uses my own words against me. “If you want something, you’ll have to earn it.” Then she flicks her tongue out to lick the end of her straw.
My cock begs for more. I plan to geta lotmore.
We have a minor argument when the time comes to pay for the food. Tess is all about splitting the bill.
