Page 21 of Forbidden Ride
“And you?” Lorinda goes right back to William. I can’t help but notice she’s licking her lips and leaning again, getting as close to him as she possibly can with the bar between them. I’m not sure she even realizes what she’s doing.
“Whiskey. Neat.”
“Anything to eat?”
William raises a brow to me. “Hamburger?”
I nod. My stomach growls at the thought. “And fries.”
“Got it.” Lorinda gives us the thumbs up. William sidles closer to me, which sends her scurrying off to a group of customers on the other side of the bar. I think she’s the only bartender here. I’m surprised she has time to flirt.
“Nice place.” I try to sound confident and casual, but it’s a stretch. The only people I ever try to hook up with are other moms who want to carpool as much as I do.
“I wouldn’t exactly call it nice. But it’s all we have up here. Besides, it’s the people who make the place, not the décor.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” William is staring at me with enough intensity to heat my veins. My nipples are still hard as rocks, I’m wet, and I feel a blush creeping up my neck. I’ve never had a reaction to anyone this way. From just a stare? “I have to make a confession,” I say softly.
William takes my hand. “I can’t wait to hear it. Then it’s my turn.” He grins.
I let out a sigh. Might as well come out with it. “The truth is, I’m super nervous, but I’m having more fun with you than I have in years.” I let out a sigh. “But I’m also worried because I know that with our family history, we probably only have one more day together.” I drop my head and focus on the dingy banged-up floor.
He brings his hand up and tips my chin so I have to meet his eyes. “You’re worrying too much. The only thing that matters is what happens between you and me.” I can’t help but break out into a grin. Somehow, he makes everything seem okay. “Let me take care of the worrying. You’re off duty,” he says against my ear, sending trickles of heat down my neck. “So are you ready for my confession?”
“I better brace myself, but go ahead. I’m all ears.”
He zooms in on me and bites back a grin. “You sure you’re ready?”
“Now I’m really ready. Tell me.”
“I want to see you with your hair in a bun and wearing thick black glasses.”
I blink, cocking my head. “Not exactly what I was expecting, but you sure look pretty excited about it.”
“Oh I am.” He eyes me mischievously, waggling his brows, and I can’t help but crack up.
“Where exactly are you going with this?”
“White blouse. Tight black skirt. I’ll sit in the front row of the classroom. You can draw on the chalkboard or do whatever, and I’ll stare at your ass.”
“Oh my God.” I double over with laughter. “You’re killing me here.”
He chuckles and runs a hand up my thigh. “Told you I have a thing for teachers.”
I blush, shaking my head. “That’s quite a confession. I wonder what you would’ve confessed if I was a nurse?” I raise my brows.
“Put on one of those little outfits, and let’s see how it goes...”
“Here you go.” Lorinda places two coasters on the bar and then sets down our drinks and food. “Enjoy, you two,” she says before tearing off to another customer.
We hold up our glasses. “To you,” William says. “My snow-angel baby mama.”
“Um, I’m not sure you’ve got the right expression. If I’m your baby mama, that means I’m unmarried and I’ve had your child.”
His blue eyes spark, and he adds a slow, deadly grin for good measure. “You’re right. When you have my baby we’ll definitely be married.”
I’m speechless. I bring my hand to my mouth and burst out laughing again. “Holy shit. What did you just say?”
“When you know, you know, Jenny West.”
