Page 34 of Against the Clock

Sixteen

Quinn

7 Days Ago

“What?”I laughed, pullingthe greasy chili cheese dogs out of the to-go bag and setting them on the counter.“This is what I wanted for dinner.”

“You never cease to surprise me,” Roman laughed, his arm brushing against mine as he set the paper plates down.

“I try to eat healthy with Rosie, but every now and then, I just crave these chili dogs.That’s how my butt got so big when I was pregnant with her.I think they actually put my picture on the wall at one point as their top customer because I went there so frequently and spent so much money on chili dogs.Justin never complained, not once.Not even when my ass grew two sizes,” I snorted.“It never went away either,” I commented, looking over my shoulder at my plump behind.

I watched Roman’s eyes as they followed mine, landing on my ass before he sucked in a breath and looked away.

As much as I wanted to deny that thingsdidn’tfeel different without Rosie here, I couldn’t.It was like there was all of this sexual tension between us, crackling like electricity whenever we got close enough to each other for our bodies to touch.

“So, how many do you want?”Roman asked, studying the pile in front of us.

“I’ll start with two and some fries.”

“Start with?You’re not playing, are you?”

“Nope,” I replied, letting theppop.

He smiled and shook his head as he piled two chili cheese dogs and some fries on a plate and handed it to me.We went to the living room and sat down on the couch, leaving the middle cushion empty between us.

We didn’t bother with small talk as we ate.The food was too delicious to waste time with anything but eating it.

Roman took his first bite and closed his eyes as he chewed, a small moan escaping his lips.I tried to look away, but there was something so sexy about the way he looked that I couldn’t help but imagine him eating something else.

I held the chili dog in front of my mouth, taking bites without paying attention while I continued to watch the show.His eyes were now open, but he still hadn’t noticed me staring at him as he took another bite.I pushed the hotdog into my mouth, not realizing how far back I had shoved it until it hit the back of my throat, and I started choking.

I immediately pulled it out and started coughing as he dropped his to his plate and reached over to grab my bottle of water.

“Are you okay?”he asked as he handed it to me.

I nodded and took a drink, trying desperately to stop the coughing.It was so embarrassing, and how was I supposed to explain what happened?I got so turned on watching you eat your chili dog that I tried to deep throat mine.

“I’m okay,” I managed to get out before taking another drink.“I was just a little distracted.”

He arched a brow and leaned back against the couch, a faint smirk appearing on his face as if he knew exactly what I had been distracted by.

“Wieners do that sometimes,” he replied nonchalantly as he stuck his tongue in his cheek.

My cheeks felt like they were on fire as the heat rushed over them.

“I wouldn’t know,” I said shyly, looking away as I chugged the rest of my water.

A look flashed across his face, but I ignored it as I got up and collected my plate.

“Are you done?”I asked, nodding to his.

“Yeah, I’ll take it though.”

“I don’t mind.”I pushed my hand toward him for him to put his plate on mine.Instead, he grabbed my plate from me and stood up, invading my space, and taking up all of the clean air around me.

“I do.Sit down and relax.I’ll clean up.”

I knew better than to fight him on cleaning up my trash and sat down.

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