Page 31 of Stood Up
Chapter 14
mason
I’m relievedthe money talk is over. With all the books and movies about men with money, it doesn’t surprise me that Aiden would think that is me as well. Don’t get me wrong, it could be, but it’s not and never has been.
I pull up to the restaurant, and Aiden lets out a burst of laughter. “Bernie’s?”
“Of course, it’s the best dining around,” I joke. It’s not, nowhere close, but it’ll be a hell of a time. “Come on.”
I open the door and go to hers doing the same. Lacing my fingers in hers, we make our way up to the large orange front doors. Opening it for her and then stepping in behind her, my ears are assaulted with laughter and cheers.
“I can’t believe you brought me here!” she laughs. “Come on!” She pulls me through the crowd. Bernie’s is like a kid’s game store, but for adults. I’ve seen it advertised but never came. Something told me that Aiden would like it. Sure enough, she pulls me to a game in the back. “I love skeeball. Have you played?”
“Not since I was a kid.”
She digs in her purse pulling out money. I hold my hand out. “I’m paying. It’s my date.” She rolls her eyes and stubbornly puts her dollar into the machine. I’m going to have to confiscate her purse at some point.
I pull out my money clip and put a dollar in the machine next to her. May as well give it a shot.
“The point is to get the ball in that very top small opening that says twenty-thousand as many times as you can. The more you do, the more you win.”
“And what do you win?” I ask as the balls clank in the machine.
“Technically tickets, then you can go up and get crappy prizes, but let’s make this interesting.” A sharp gleam comes to her eye making my dick twitch. “I win, I get you any way I want.”
“I win, I get you every way I want,” I counter pulling her flush with my body and sealing the deal with a fiery kiss.
“Let’s do this,” she says, pulling back and grasping one of the balls. “I should tell ya, I’m pretty good at this.” Her arm flings back and sure enough, she hits the twenty-thousand pocket the first shot. Not that I give a shit, either way we both win.
We toss balls like nobody’s business. Aiden wins the first, and I counter with the best out of five. Her laughter drowns out all the other noises in the room, and my soul focus is the woman next to me.
She counters after I win the best out of five with the best out of eleven.
“Ha!!!” she calls out when she beats me by one game.
“You won.” I hold my hands up in mock surrender. “Do with me what you will.”
She laughs, pulls me close, and rises on her tiptoes to kiss me. “You have no idea.” My dick hardens and stays that way through dinner of pizza and beer.
Seeing Aiden smile constantly has made it my goal to keep that beautiful smile on her face.
“One more game before we go.”
“What’s that?”
“Air hockey!” She’s so damn excited she jumps up and down bouncing her tits as she does. Damn my dick is going to fall off before I get her home.
“Let’s do it.”
Big mistake. One, when she bends down, she shows me her tits. Two, when she smacks the puck in the hole, she jumps up and down showing me her tits. Three, when I score, she gives me the sexiest pout. Each of these things makes me want to pull her in the bathroom and fuck her.
I’m about a breath from doing just that.
A hand comes out and grabs the puck off the table and I stand to my full six foot three inch height as a man stands there with the puck in his hand. Not looking at me, but looking at Aiden in a way that pisses me off. It’s half pissed off, half desire.
“Greg, hey.”
“Hey, you haven’t called me back.”
