Page 51 of Her Paramedic
He and Killian weaved through the thin crowd, which he was sure would thicken as the night went on. He stepped behind Talia, winking at Aryah as she smiled at him over his girlfriend’s shoulder. Slate leaned down and ran his tongue up the side of her neck. She immediately stepped away.
“Have you lost your fuck—” she stopped short as she turned to him, and he smirked at her. Aryah’s laughter rang with the music. “I was about to go to jail,” Talia informed him.
Slate chuckled, pressing a kiss to her lips. “You and me both if it were someone other than me, and I found out.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “That makes it sound like you got the information from someone else. I would tell you,” she informed as they swayed to the music. “I didn’t think you were coming until tomorrow.”
“I wasn’t, but my plans changed.” His hand slid down to her left ass cheek. “And I’m glad I did, or I would have missed seeing you in this dress.”
“And taking it off of me,” she supplied with a playful smile.
“That would have been tragic.”
She laughed, and they continued to sway to the slow melody.
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Talia sat beside Slate, his hand high on her exposed thigh from the slit in her dress. His middle finger rubbed along the inside of her thigh.
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Are you wearing panties, baby?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she responded.
“I plan on finding out.” He pressed a kiss below her ear before turning his attention back to the table, and she followed suit.
Talia listened to Aariah ask Killian if he saw what Journee was wearing. He responded that he had, but he could fight and had excellent aim. She laughed with the other women before her sister and Axel volunteered to grab drinks for everyone.
“Slate, the bracelet you got Tal for her birthday is pretty, and I love the sentiment behind it,” Nova said.
“Thank you,” her boyfriend responded. “I wanted her to know whenever I was thinking about her.”
“That’s sweet,” Zuri stated.
“Where’d you get it?” Alivia asked. “I might be interested.”
Talia furrowed her brow. The purpose of the bracelets meant they came in pairs. At least Talia would assume so. Why Alivia would want to buy two so she could have one was beyond her. Unless she’d started dating someone.
“You want one?” Talia asked.
“I might,” Alivia responded.
“Or you could ask,” her boyfriend countered. “Since what you really want to know is how much I paid for it.”
“How much did you pay for it?”
“Alivia,” Talia reprimanded.
“What? He told me to ask. I’m curious. Besides, if it’s out of my price range for how many I’d need, there’s no point in me looking.”
“That isn’t the point,” Talia responded, turning her attention to Slate. “Don’t answer her,” she told him.
Talia didn’t care how much the bracelet cost. What mattered to her was the sentiment behind it. She didn’t know why Alivia wanted to know how much it cost or what she was getting at, especially if it was a reason other than her wanting to buy one.
“She has a point, baby. I told her to ask,” Slate said.
“No,” Talia responded. “Alivia, if you want to know, look it up.”
Her friend knew the bracelet’s function, and Google was free. She could figure it out on her own if she really wanted to. Talia sat back in her seat, listening to the conversations at the table, barely audible over the music.
