Page 51 of Bound by Desire
His brows rise, and I find it cute, if that’s possible to find on a manlikeDeke.
“Team?”
“Yep. Like I said, it’s serious. You wanna come check it out?” The words come out before I realize what I’m saying, and hope flares that he’ll say no. Not because I don’t want him to see it. It’s for the same reason I don’t like Charlie there—the distraction. And Deke is a fuck of adistraction.
A pang of jealousy niggles inside me. The thought of all those women getting a take on Deke doesn’t make me feel good. Some of the women there will fuck anything and everything. They’ll be all over him like a fly on shit, and I’ll really have to keep myself incheck.
Fuck.
“Sure,” he answers, and my hope dies. I can hack it, though. Having him there and keeping an eye on the crowd, it’llbefine.
“Alright. Let me put Brewer out, and then we can grab a bite and go. You wanna ride intheJeep?”
“I’lldrive.”
“I candrive.”
“Do I haveadick?”
I chuckle. “Yep, prettyniceone.”
“Prettynice?”
“Yep.”
He gives me a smirk, and I wonder what it would be like to get the full-on smile. The one that isn’t reserved or held back. Or maybe I don’t. I fear it would knock me onmyass.
“I’lldrive.”
“Is this some macho manthing?”
“Nope, it’s just a man thing. Get usedtoit.”
Part of me wonders if he’ll be around long enough to “get usedtoit.”
“Whatever.”
* * *
Deke opensthe door for me to the local burger joint. As soon as we sit in a back booth, a waitress comes and takes ourorder.
It’s a bit strange, because this is something normal. No coming to my house in the middle of the night and fucking. Almost like adamndate.
I don’t want my mind to go there. Deke doesn’t come off as a dating kindofman.
“Where are you stayin’? Did you get aplace?”
“Stayin’ with Austyn right now. Need to find a place. Looked today, but that’s the goal fortomorrow.”
“Guess that means you’ll be stayin’ in town for awhile.”
“For the time bein’.” His response isvague.
I need to keep in mind that he’s not staying in town, so getting attached to this man in any sort of way isn’t a good thing.Sex. Keep itatsex.
My last man, Lance, wasn’t adventurous in the bedroom, but he gave decent orgasms. He was attentive to me and fixed things around my house, but there wasn’t a spark. That ignition that I get when I see Deke show up at mydoorstep.
The struggle to keep those thoughts separate from the “just having sex” is getting difficult, but I can do it. Keep it light. I don’t want to push him away, even if it’s just for a quickie. It’ll all work out. Italwaysdoes.
