Page 22 of Forever My Soldier

“The problem is that most time people find out they’re talking to me, a female, and especially not my father, then they treat me less-than. They push me to play dirty, threatening lawsuits, just to hear me out. The whole point in trying to settle something is to talk it out, but I’m never given an ounce of respect at that stage.”

“And threatening lawsuits works?”

“It did today.”

I rinsed off my hands from the soap, shut the faucet, and dried my hands on a towel close by. “All done,” I declared.

Jenna peered into her glass that still had wine in it and then looked up at me. “Well, I’ll be damned.” She chuckled. “You know, I hate doing dishes almost as much as I hate phone calls.”

I rolled my eyes. “Figures.” Then I walked over to her and took the glass, dumping out the contents in the sink and placing it down. “This one glass will have to wait until we get back.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?” she questioned, staring at the clock. As did I and noticed that we had to get the hell out of here and to the park or we’d miss it.

I shook my head and grabbed her wrist. “Come on. I have something I want to show you.”

“All right, all right.” She walked with me and grabbed her purse off the couch. “You seriously have my interest peaked with all this urgency.” She locked up quickly, but stopped just outside her door. “You know I like it fast,” she said, teasing me, her hand rubbing against the front of my pants. “And hard.” She eyed me, brow raised, and licked her lips.

I channeled the most restraint I’d ever had in my entire life. “Princess, I thought you weren’t interested,” I said through gritted-teeth.

“Oh, I’m always interested in that,” she said pointedly, removing her hand. “But you’re right, we can’t get back together, it’d be a bad idea.”

I groaned and counted to ten slowly.

Jenna laughed and tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Now I’m thinking this is going to be the most fun I’ve had in a while, but you should probably should deal with that first,” she said, biting down on her finger, looking at my obvious reaction to her and walked away.

“That’s a lot of pressure, you know? I just hope you can deliver.”

“I always deliver,” I said, half wondering if we were still talking about our little adventure. The truth was, I had a feeling that making a dream Jenna had since we were in high school a reality was going to make her top ten favorite moments, so I wasn’t too concerned on that front. And if we were talking about the otherthing, then well I wasn’t concerned about that either. Pleasuring Jenna was never something I had a problem with.

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“Look, it’s a full moon,” Jenna noted.

“I know, that’s why we’re here.”

She sucked in a breath of air, as if she knew what I was about to say.

“There’s supposed to be a lunar eclipse starting in a few minutes,” I explained, grabbing the blankets I’d put in my tail pack. The temperature was always rather warm in Miami, even this time of year, but at nighttime the temperature dropped just enough to be considered chilly. I shoved them under my arm and grabbed the thermos I brought, too, and handed that to her before closing the pack and joining her.

Still holding her breath, her eyes went wide. “We’re watching the lunar eclipse?”

I nodded as she linked her arm with mine and we walked on the grass arm in arm.

Jenna looked down. “And all of this?”

“That’s coffee,” I said, pointing to the thermos. Then I patted the blankets. “These are for later. I figured we’d want to stay for a while, really enjoy it.”

She looked down at her shoes. “Maybe I should’ve changed my shoes.”

I bent down. “I have a better idea,” I said and helped her slip them off.

She wiggled her toes in the grass and giggled.

“Now you can feel the grass beneath your feet.” I carried them in my other hand until we got where I wanted us to go.

“I can’t believe you remembered how much I always wanted to see one. Never did, not even after I grew up and got out of my parent’s house and away from their rules and curfews. Never had the time when they were happening. Then somewhere along the way I just stopped trying to catch one.”

“It’s important to make time for the things that matter,” I reminded her.

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