Page 10 of You Had Me At No
Is it the sexy silk ones?
I rub my fingers over my temples. There is something seriously wrong with this man.
I thought we were talking about tomorrow night.
I’m wearing a dress to dinner.
Liam: ?? My bad.
I should have been more clear.
What are you wearing to bed?
On that note, good night.
Liam: Haha good night.
Wait, does that mean you sleep in the nude? I knew you were a dirty girl ??
Who says ‘in the nude’?
Liam: I’ll take that as a yes.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow.
I shake my head and ignore his last text.Tomorrow night should be a blast.
Liam
I like to play it cool, but low-key, I’m kinda freaking the fuck out. I can’t believe she said yes to me and all it took was some creepy cat pictures.
It’s the morning of and I go about my normal routine. Get out of bed, fuck around with some shit in the garage, change, stretch, run, coffee, donut, stare at my woman.
Am I being a little obsessive since I know I’ll be seeing her later tonight? Maybe. But she did promise me a constant supply of coffee and the donuts here are literally to die for. I need to find out who she gets them from or something, becausefuckkk. I want to eat this cream off her body and…
My cock thickens at the thought. I try to discreetly adjust myself and cross my legs, but she looks over at the perfect time and quirks a brow at me.
“You okay over there?” she asks.
“Mhm,” I murmur. Maybe I can sneak up behind her again so she spills coffee on me and fondles my dick. “Just perfect,” I say to myself more than her because at this point I’m aching. I need to Google some breathing exercise or some shit before I go because this isn’t going to work for me.Iknow this is a nice date with a nice woman, buthethinks this is the one and only chance he’ll ever have to fuck someone.
I shove the rest of the donut in my mouth and jump out of my seat. I position the mug in front of my tented sweats to hopefully let the blood drain before I’m put in another interaction. The chair screeches back and she shoots up to stare at me.
“All good, all good,” I reassure her. I walk over and thankfully the hard-on has died down, leaving it less obvious. “Thanks for the coffee, love.”
She rolls her eyes and takes the mug from me.
“So, I’ll see you tonight?” I ask.
“Yep,” she says with a pop. She turns her back to me but not before I see the blush rise over her cheeks and a smile grace her lips.
“It’s a date,” I say as I walk out of the coffee shop.
I’m scrubbing at my hands, trying to get the black stains off. I know they’re not going anywhere after the many years of oil and grease work, but a guy can try. It’s 6:00 p.m. and I’m gettingready for the date. I decide to shoot a text off to Quinn to check in before I jump in the shower.
Liam: Hey, babes, you ready for tonight?
I leave her to look at the message and respond while I jump in the shower. I lather up twice to make sure I’m squeaky clean. I make a last-minute decision to shave my pubes and balls just in case. I’m not expecting anything, but I wouldn’t want someone shoving their face into my bush. Maybe she likes a bush? I jump out of the shower and towel dry my hair and the upper half of my body. I wrap the towel around my hips and secure it. Picking up my phone, I grin at the text sitting there waiting for me.
