Page 40 of On the Double

“Yeah, I can see that. I heard you making up the fake list. What’s wrong? Couldn’t come up with a good reason to go to the grocery store?”

“I was reminding myself of what I needed,” I snapped.

“Yes, and also working up the courage to go in and see your lady love.”

“She’s not my lady love.”

“Me doth think the man protests too much,” he grinned. I groaned as he sprung around the front of my truck and climbed in the passenger side.

“Is there a reason you’re here?”

“Well, unlike you, I have every reason to be here.” He turned to face me, spreading his shirt wide for me to see.

Save The Avocado Farmers!

“Are you fucking serious?”

“As a heart attack,” he nodded. “People need to be aware of what’s going on in the world. And if no one else is going to save the avocados, I will.”

“I thought you wanted to save the farmers?” I questioned.

“Right, and the avocados by association. Now you know my reason for being here. What’s yours?”

“It’s like I said, I need groceries.”

“Well, I hate to point this out, but you won’t get them sitting in your truck.”

I knew that, but I also knew walking through those doors was a dangerous thing. If I got out of the truck and actually went in there, I risked something worse than a hard cock. I just didn’t want to admit it yet, but deep down, I knew.

“I have no problem getting my groceries. I just wanted to be sure I had my list before I went inside.”

“Right, a list,” he grinned. “Well, no time like the present, right?”

I winced. “Right.”

I shoved my door open, sweat pouring down my back as I walked around the truck and headed inside with Fox beside me. Maybe she wasn’t working today. Maybe I would get lucky and not be able to see her. But as I walked through the doors, I felt Fox practically beating my arm to get my attention.

“There she is.”

Dread filled me as I turned and saw her smiling face. Yes, I wantedher. No, I did not want to feel a burning ache in my gut. “Whatever. I just need groceries.”

He guffawed beside me as I grabbed a cart and started pushing it through the store. Avoiding the fact that I would actually have to see her, I loaded my cart with so many unnecessary items and prayed I survived the trip through the store without my cock bursting with need.

“How much corn on the cob are you getting?” Fox asked.

“What?”

He nodded to the cart and I followed his gaze. Rolling my eyes, I pulled out the twenty ears of corn and put them back on the table.

“What are you doing?” Fox said in disbelief, grabbing the corn and putting it back in. “This is good stuff. It’ll go great with shawarma.” His eyes widened and he smacked me with an ear of corn. “We can have a barbecue. You could invite your lady friend!”

“I am not inviting her anywhere.”

“Sure you are. Tonight. With all this corn, you’ll need someone to eat it.”

I grabbed several ears and tossed them back. “I’m not getting it.”

He snorted. “I beg to differ. Twas you that originally put it in the cart.”

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