Page 14 of Just A Kiss

Lee:Lunch?

Allison:Are you asking me out on a date?

Lee:Can’t friends grab lunch together?

Allison:Of course they can; I was just trying to determine what kind of lunch this was. If it is just two friends grabbing food together, I can meet you in ten, but if it’s a date, I’ll need an hour to shower and get dressed.

Lee:No need to get dressed up for me, sweetheart. To be honest, I’d rather just strip your clothes off of you and feast on you.

Allison:Such a charmer.

Lee:You know you like it. {winky face}

Allison:{eye roll}

Lee:So that’s a yes to lunch?

Allison:Sure, when and where?

Lee:The deli in fifteen?

Allison:Okay, see you then.

I slidemy phone into my pocket, laughing and shaking my head at my text conversation with Allison. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love her sassy attitude. She isn’t afraid to put me into my place or call me on my bullshit. I’ve never been with a woman who was like that. Maybe that is what was always missing with the few women I’ve attempted to date.

I snag my keys off the hook and head for my truck. It’s been almost a week since she left my bed after the best night ever. We fucked like rabbits that night, neither one of us seeming to get enough of the other. I’ve had some wild nights before, but that one took the top spot. Hopefully, we’ll have a repeat of it sooner than later.

The idea of more with Allison has my head spinning. I don’t usually think like that when it comes to women, but she has me thinking all sorts of things that I wouldn’t usually think about.

I crank up the volume of the radio once I’m in my truck. An old Garth Brooks song is playing, one I loved growing up, so I blast it as I sing at the top of my lungs while I make it the few miles to the deli I’m meeting Allison at.

It doesn’t take me long to find a parking spot. Small town living and all that, plus, it isn’t quite noon yet, so the rush hasn’t started.

I head inside and grab a small table along the wall of windows. It won’t take long for this place to fill up once the noon hour hits, so snagging a place for us to eat will come in handy.

I scan over the specials menu, picking out what I want while waiting for Allison to get here. Each time the bells above the door chime, alerting everyone that someone new is walking in, I look towards the door in search of her. A few people trickle in, heading straight for the counter to place their orders before taking seats.

I pull my phone out, playing one of the many games I have downloaded for moments like this when I’m bored and passing time. I look up when the door chimes and can’t help but smile when I see Allison come walking in. She’s in an oversized sweatshirt, leggings, and some boots. My mouth waters as I drink her in. As she gets closer to me, I’m able to take in more details. She’s got her hair up in a messy bun, and it doesn’t look like she’s got a stitch of makeup on. If I could pick the way she looked all the time, this is the exact look I’d go for.

“Hey,” she says, waving a little awkwardly as she stops next to me.

“Hey, yourself. Glad you could make it. Want to head up and order?” I ask, standing from my seat.

I place my hand on the small of her back as we walk up to the counter. We both quickly place our orders and head back to the table to wait for our number to be called.

“How’s your week been?” she asks once we’re sitting.

“Pretty good; I got off yesterday. Went home and crashed after that shift. It was a brutal one with little sleep.”

“Sorry to hear that. What happened? I didn’t hear about anything major going on.”

“Nothing major, just a lot of little calls that kept coming in.”

“Ah, so just not much time to sleep between calls then.”

“Nope. I think the longest we had all night was an hour between calls. It was brutal.”

“I can’t imagine that. My days are long in the ER, but at least I get to go home after twelve hours. I don’t know how y’all do it with working twenty-fours.”

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