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Yeah, I felt a nice little ego boost with that one.
“Did you…”
I nodded.“Um.I was hoping you had some napkins in the glove box?”
He reached past me and pulled out a pack of wet wipes.“I travel with a six-year-old.There are never wet wipes far from me.”
We cleaned up as best we could then Leo took me back to my place.It was an odd silence but not awkward.More like… contemplative.Thoughtful.
Hopeful, even.
“Just so you know,” I said as Leo pulled to a stop in front of my place, “I wasn’t planning on doing more than asking to kiss you tonight.”I’dhopedto do more, but I hadn’t planned on it.But now that it’d happened, I was pretty sure that was going to be a core memory and I’d replay it a thousand times at least.
He chuckled.“I wasn’t even planning on that.But,” he admitted shyly, darting a glance at me from under lowered lashes, “I’m glad it did.I haven’t… I haven’t been with a guy since before Edward was born.”His eyes flew wide at that.“Oh, shit, I don’t mean I let you just because I was like super horny or something but—”
I laughed.“I get it.I promise.I mean, I’m pretty sure you could pull a guy any time you wanted.Hot, successful, sweet guy like you?”I leaned in and kissed him again, wondering if he could taste the faint tang of himself still on me.He darted his tongue out to lick his lower lip and I smirked.“You could definitely get laid whenever you wanted.”
“Well,” he said, clearing his throat again.“I haven’t wanted to, until now.”
Oh shit…“Is it weird that I’m happy about that?”
He shook his head.“I am too,” he admitted.“But… Look.”He sighed, and a pang of nervousness cut through the lingering desire in my veins.Are we already at the not-you-it’s-me speech?That has to be a record.Shit…“I want to see you again, but I don’t know if I’m ready to put a label on this.”
“Oh!Oh, okay.Okay, yeah!”My relief was palpable, but he didn’t seem to notice as he looked relieved himself.“We can just… go along with this until we want it to change, one way or another.”
He nodded again.“Okay.Yeah, that works.Because I can’t promise I’ll be good at dating, you know?Not with trying to run the home, take care of Edward…”
“I get it,” I whispered.“I promise.”Leaning in for another kiss, I let this one linger.“Bethany’s probably skeeving off her homework so I should get in, check on her,” I sighed when we broke apart.“Call later?”
He nodded.“Yeah.”He sighed.“Yeah.Call me later.It was… it was so good tonight.I loved spending time with you.Even before the fucking hot blowjob.”
My grin was slow and lazy as I popped the door open and slid out.“Well, that gives me an idea for our second date.”
I made sure to put a little extra sway in my step as I headed for the door, well aware of his eyes on me until I slipped into the house and shut the door behind me.
CHAPTER9
LEO
After the buzzof Friday night wore off, the weekend was both too fast and too slow all at once.Ambrose texted me Saturday morning to tell me he’d had a great time at the meeting.
Ambrose:Are all the RCC meetings like that?I feel like I’ve been missing out.
Me:The meetings are usually a headache.The part that came after was unique.
Ambrose:Good… I’d hate to think I just lucked out this time and if I go to another meeting I might end up making out with Dempsey.
Me:Well, that’s me never getting an erection again.
Ambrose:*shocked face emoji * Stay where you are, I’m on my way to render first aid.I’ll give it mouth to… well.Not mouth.
The conversation went in fits and starts all day Saturday, ranging from a weird exchange about body horror and mouths where none should be to what he was planning for the season at the bakery to whether or not all funeral homes had rooms named things likePerpetual PeaceandSerenity Garden.
Me:No.Some go with Perpetual Serenity and Peaceful Garden.
Ambrose:You’re a dork.I love it.
Sunday was slower.After staying up far too late again talking after Edward went to bed, Edward and I spent the day rearranging his furniture (he’d lost yet another beetle in the house, and one thing led to another while we searched for the damn thing) then trying our hand at making a cake ourselves.
