Page 16 of Falling in Love with Two

“Yes. And you should see what I do with that tongue ring,” she teases.

I know she’s trying to drive me insane. Let’s see if I can return the favor.

I lean in, dragging her hair behind her neck so that I can whisper in her ear.

“You should see what I can do with my tongue without a tongue ring.”

I swear I see her breath quicken a little, but she tries to play it off. “I guess we’re about to see if you’ll get the chance.”

Anxiously, I await what’s about to happen. When the dart flies and doesn’t even hit the board, I exhale a sigh of relief.

I remove my hands, and she takes a look. “Well, shit. Guess you win.”

She turns to face me with a sexy smile. That smile makes me wonder if she lost on purpose.

She looks over at her empty glass. “One more for the road?”

“Let’s do it. I’m buying this round.”

Since I don’t see our waitress anywhere, I head toward the bar and wait for what feels like an impossibly long time. I half-expect Leah to be gone by the time I get back, but she’s still sitting at the high-top table, waiting for me.

I set the two drinks down and have a seat across from her.

“Okay, I have to ask,” I begin. “How did you get so good at darts?”

She swallows a large drink. “I’ve had a lot of practice. Spent my fair share of time in bars.”

“So have I, but damn. I’m not nearly that good.”

“I’m just a beast,” she boasts.

“Can’t argue with you there.” Trying to fill the silence, I ask, “So, how do you know Amy?”

“We work together. Technically, she’s my boss, but we’re also roommates and best friends.”

“That’s awesome.”

“How do you know Jamie?”

“We also work together. Friends, I guess, but I wouldn’t consider us besties.”

She laughs. “What were you two doing out tonight?”

“Another guy we work with turned thirty, so we all came out to celebrate.”

“And you and Jamie were the only ones left standing?” She asks.

“One guy is engaged and went home to his fiancé—who happens to be my sister. And the other one decided to end his night at the strip club.”

“No naked ladies for you?”

“Well, I wasn’t hoping it wasn’t no naked ladies,” I say with a wink.

“Okay, let me get this straight.” She takes another drink. “You didn’t go get your jollies off, staring at multiple sets of titties, but instead decided to come take your chances with me and maybe only see one set?”

“Pretty much.”

“Either you are really interested in my tatas—which I doubt because there’s not much there—or you thought I was a sure thing.”

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