TARYN
Merging onto I-80 East toward Cheyenne, entering Wyoming
I swipe his card at the pump and shut my eyes. All I can think about are how good his lips felt against mine and how I should let him dominate them again.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
My phone sounds with a call.
Georgia.
“Yeah?” I step away from the car.
“Where the hell are you, Taryn? I haven’t gotten an update from you in forever.”
“We’re still on the road,” I say. “We had to double-back earlier, and we’ve stopped a few times.”
“Well, Grandma Hattie has decided that we have to hold off on playing any of the games and starting the traditions until you get here.”
“Why do you sound upset about that?”
“Because you’re not here to help me cheat and look through the presents,” she says, “The longer you take to get here, the less time we have to make sure we get something good.”
“I’m going as fast as I can, I swear.” I look over my shoulder. “I told you I was riding home with James Calloway, right?”
“Yeah, your coworker-slash-boss. Why is that relevant?”
“Because he just kissed the fuck out of me and I really liked it.” I lower my voice. “It was so good it made me wet.”
“So, when do you plan on sleeping with him?”
“Ugh, never. Ask me to describe the kiss.”
“I’d rather hear about sex.” She scoffs. “Can you finally send me an updated picture?”
“No.”
“Don’t make me look up him up online.”
“If you wanted to do that, you would’ve done it a long time ago.”
“True.” She laughs. “I’ve waited this long to see him. What’s another few hours?”
“Few hours?” I burst her delusions. “We still have half a day to go, Georgia.”
“Then get off the phone and focus on driving!” She ends the call and I notice new text messages from Cameron.
I almost forgot about you…
Cameron
I heard there’s a special place at the resort (somewhere near the slopes) where couples get naughty after dark…want to show me when you get here?
Maybe…
Looking forward to it *wink wink*
I sigh and return to the car.