Page 16 of You Had Me At No
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Quinn. It’s your mother. I’m just checking to make sure everything is okay. We had complaints from the guests abouta banging noise in the middle of the night,” my mother says through the door.
I spring up in bed and look at the clock.Fuck. I overslept. “I’m okay, Mom. Just drank a little bit too much last night at dinner and I—”Shit. I suck at coming up with lies on the spot. “I fell. I fell multiple times trying to get dressed for bed.” I hear a light chuckle next to me and slap my hand over Liam’s mouth and whisper, “Shut up.” His smile widens under my hand.
“Oh no, honey! You really shouldn’t be drinking that much,” she says through the door.
I roll my eyes. “Yes, Mom, I know. I didn’t plan on it. I’m okay. I’ll be down in about thirty minutes.”
Liam licks my palm and I scrunch my nose up and wipe my palm down the middle of his face. Getting his slobber all over his nose. He loudly laughs.
“Oh my goodness. Quinn! Do you have a man in there with you?” my mother squeals.
“Mom, go away. I’ll be down shortly.” I huff.
“No rush, honey. Take your time.”
I can practically see my mother jumping for joy through the door. She is probably eating this shit up right now because she’s been bugging me about finding a man forever now. She says I’m not getting any younger and she would love to have grandbabies before she dies. If you ask me, she’s being quite dramatic. I still have plenty of time for all of that.
“Welp, big guy, time for you to get dressed and go.” I smack his chest.
“Ow. That’s how you treat someone who gave you the best sex of your life the night before?” He smirks.
I roll my eyes. “On Sundays, I help my parents straighten up the rooms from guests during the week. I’m currently super late. So, you gotta go before my dad flips his shit.”
His smile falls. “Damn, I was hoping you’d let me take you to breakfast.”
I lean over and peck him briefly on the lips, and he hauls me up so I’m straddling him. He threads his fingers through my hair and pulls me in for another kiss.
I break our mouths apart. “As much as I’d love to lie in bed all day with you, I can’t. I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”
He huffs. “All right, but I expect a text later.”
I laugh. “I think I can manage.”
Liam
This last week has been spent bent over this truck I’m rebuilding. The only time I’ve gotten to see my girl is in the mornings for my daily coffee and donut. I make time to go for a run and I’llalwaysmake time for her. She doesn’t know she’s mine officially, but she is. I text her good morning to start the day off right and to be the first one she talks to every day.
After we had sex last weekend, we lay in bed and I played with her hair while she dozed off and everything felt… right. She fits perfectly in the crook of my arm and everything is so easy between us.
“Fuck,” I grunt as brake fluid starts rushing out of the line I was working on. My mind is on her and not what I’m working on. I’m in the chassis of the truck, trying to get these brake lines installed. I was ratcheting too much and fucking stripped the brake valve. My mind really isn’t where it needs to be. I throw my tool off to the side as I take a deep breath. It’s a fucking pain in the ass to get the fluid back into the lines and it’s not like I have a ton of time. Only a few more weeks until I promised this would be done. I’ll clean this shit later, but I need a distraction. I crawl out and clean off my hands before texting Quinn.
* cat winking meme *
Me trying to flirt
Quinn: LMAO OKAY
Hi
Quinn: Hi
Whatcha doinnnnn
Quinn: Uh, working. Like always. You?
Needing a distraction. I miss you.
