Page 96 of Getting Wrapped Up

If she was really willing to watch football with the older generation of Sapphire Falls, how could he…

“When’s the spring game?” she asked, taking a long swallow of orange juice.

Maybe Dottie knew what she was doing when she’d brought the glasses.

Levi snorted. “In the spring sometime?” he suggested. “I have no idea.”

“You need to find out. And then we need to take a trip that weekend,” she said. “Far away.”

He grinned. Okay maybe she wasn’t quite so gung-ho about the football lesson. “Whatever you want.” He wasn’t all that interested in football either, though he had to admit that listening to the guys talk about it had taught him a few things and made him a little curious.

He’d always been more interested in the cheerleaders than the football game, himself, but he’d decided to give the Huskers a chance to win him over that fall.

Then again, if he was living in California when football season started, he…doubted he’d even know football season had started.

He lifted his own glass of orange juice, feeling a strange stab of disappointment.

Kate stirred her oatmeal around, making a little dent in the one side. Then she reached for the toast. She applied butter and strawberry jelly and took a huge bite.

Levi almost smiled around his own piece of toast. He knew what she was doing—because he was doing the same thing. They were trying to make it look like they’d eaten some of the oatmeal and were hoping to curb their appetites with toast.

He thought he could honestly say that Kate was not craving further breakfasts at Dottie’s.

And that had been the whole plan. So that twinge of disappointment was as stupid as the one he’d felt about football.

He was also going to have to fight the yearning for fried tomatoes the rest of the day.

“I’m feeling full,” Kate told him, pushing her bowl back a minute later.

She was full of crap. She fit right in around here. Levi nodded and covered his bowl with his napkin. “Me too. Should we get out of here?”

The guys hadn’t been overly helpful in getting much personal information out of Kate, he was hungry, and he was now distinctly aware of some of the things he’d miss once he moved to California. All in all, things hadn’t really turned out well with his grand breakfast plan.

Chapter Five

They slidout of the booth and Levi tossed a fifty dollar bill on the table as he always did. It was way overpaying but he loved doing it. He helped Kate into her coat as the guys gave her a hard time about even owning a coat.

“Where’d you get that thing?” Albert asked her.

“Online,” she told him. “I use my computer to shop since I don’t have any coaches to harass.”

The other guys thought that was hilarious and Albert gave her a little wink.

“You just wait,” he said. “We’ll get you yelling at the refs and cussing at the coaches soon enough.”

“Wow, can’t wait,” she said dryly.

But as she zipped her coat, she flashed them all a charming smile and Levi thought he could practically see them all wrapping themselves around her little finger.

They made their way to Levi’s truck and he started thinking about if he had any food at all in the house or if they should stop at the grocery store before going home to work up a further appetite. No doubt they’d both need an early lunch even without burning any additional calories.

“Know what I would love to do?” Kate asked, spinning to face him beside the truck.

“Masturbate on the front seat of my truck while I drive home?”

Her eyes widened. “You said that out loud.”

“Good. How else would you hear it?” He reached for her and pulled her up against his body. “I’d love to see you playing with your pussy in my truck, then putting your fingers up to your mouth. Or maybe to my mouth,” he said, his voice husky and his body already hardening. “I’d love to see you work yourself up and then come right there beside me as I drive that road that I’ve driven too damn many times alone.”

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