Page 66 of Ask Me Something

“I like that. You’re adorable when you turn pink. And I think I get why ex-boyfriend Eric wanted to meet up with you if you were giving blow jobs like that in high school.”

“Is that a way of trying to ask me if I do that with every guy?”

“I keep telling myself that I don’t want to know.”

“Normally I’m not a fan of swallowing, let alone having a man come in my mouth.”

“Why did you with me?”

“You make me feel like you’d do anything to please me sexually. Plus you didn’t expect it. I liked that you obviously didn’t think I would.”

“You don’t have to swallow again if you didn’t like it.”

I propped up and looked him in the eyes. “I was so crazy for the taste of you that I couldn’t get enough. I enjoyed it, but I did brush my teeth when I turned in the car.”

He laughed and kissed me on the nose. “We need to go to the store, but maybe we could go out for a late lunch first.”

“Are you okay with going out in public? I thought about it on my way to the rental car return. What if someone we know sees us?”

He shrugged, getting out of the bed and leading me by the hand into the bathroom. “We used to meet up for dinner all the time and I don’t care enough about someone seeing us. We could refrain from kissing and touching in public if you want, though.”

“Are you able to?” I challenged.

He turned on the shower, letting the water get hot and then pulled me in, shutting the door. “I’m already having an issue with it. Let’s take a quick shower before we end up spending the whole day here and starving to death.”

I giggled at the image. Death by sex.

By the time we actually got out of the house, it was late. We drove straight to the restaurant for a lunch. I was smiling, and we were playful getting out of the car. Then it hit me: Brian’s first rule had in fact resolved the issue a hell of a lot faster than arguing about it.

His wink made me realize I didn’t have to admit it. It was as though he already knew what I’d been thinking.

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