Page 27 of Fall to Me
“Yep,” I say, popping the p.
Before either of us can add to the conversation, Lil Jon’s “Snap Yo Fingers” comes on, and the entire dance floor goes nuts. It’s a line dance, and we’re in it; laughing, stumbling, and shaking our asses.
She leans in so that no one else can hear her and asks, “So, what’s it like in bed with someone so flexible?”
Oh, fuck. I should’ve known that question was coming. Of course she would ask that. When will I learn to keep my drunk mouth shut? I turn and playfully bump my ass against her hip. Thinking fast doesn’t work when you’re a few cocktails deep, so I toss her a wink and a smirk over my shoulder. There. That’ll do. I’m neither confirming nor denying. Let the mystery keep her up at night.
Song after song, we dance with anyone who moves, and I’m having the best damn time of my life.
Eleven
Carter
“She had that sunshine pussy.” Aiden’s eyes roll into the back of his head.
Sean shoves his hands into his pockets, watching the dance floor and asks, “Are you still going on about pterodactyl girl? I thought you broke your dick before you even found out what she felt like.”
Aiden shakes his head. “You know I didn’t actually break my dick, right? Anyway, round one had me so hooked, I fucked her straight through the pterodactyl fiasco of round two. Broken dick or not, I wasn’t going out like that.”
I laugh, listening to their asinine conversation while keeping my eyes on River. Tucker’s arm comes up, and River laughs as she ducks down and twirls, then he lets go and spins around before holding his hand out to her.
“What’s sunshine pussy anyway? Dude, you make no sense.” Sean turns to me and hits me on the arm with the back of his hand. “Doc, have you ever heard of this shit?”
Chuckling to myself at Aiden’s nonsense, I focus back on my friends and shake my head. “Can’t say that I have.”
Aiden looks at both of us like we’ve lost our damn minds. He takes a drink then tilts his glass toward us.
Here we fucking go.
“Imagine the best pussy you’ve ever had in your life. In. Your. Life. It keeps you up at night. It’s all you think about and makes you come crawling back over and over again. Think of it like this . . . The sun glows, right? Well, this pussy makes you glow inside… like the sun. It’s golden and makes you all happy and shit . . . you know . . . hence, sunshine pussy.”
I begin to laugh but catch River’s dad eyeing me. Skeptically, I might add. The laugh dies on my lips. I’ve been giving her space, but I’m realizing in doing that, we’re definitely not pulling off the whole newlywed vibe we’re supposed to be selling to everyone. I should be out there right now, sweeping her all over that dance floor, but instead I’ve hung back in the shadows, watching her dance with everyone else but me.
I’m more of an in-your-face kind of guy, but I feel like I have to tread carefully when it comes to River. Especially now that I know what I know. Not to mention the whole wedding fiasco. She’s one of those people that if you push too hard, she’ll pull back. Tonight, I was gonna let her take the reins, but maybe what she needs is someone to take control. Which is exactly what I’m about to do.
“Aiden, you’re a special breed. You guys have fun talking about whatever it is you single guys talk about. I’m gonna go dance with my wife.”
“Dude, you’ve been married like five minutes, and you’re already sounding like Ivan. I know what this is. I bet she’s got that?—”
“Don’t eventhinkabout finishing that sentence, Aiden Brodie.” I glare at him, daring him to say another word.
He holds up his hands in mock surrender, laughing his ass off.
Whatever.
River’s back is to me when I approach, ready to make my move. I tap her on the shoulder, and she spins around with a grin.
“Hi, hubby.” She giggles, trailing her hands up my chest. “’Bout time you made yourself known.”
She’s been slinging back drinks left and right, and it’s apparent by her bloodshot eyes and flirty behavior that she’s three sheets to the wind.
I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss the top of her head. “Oh, yeah? You been missing me?”
“Maybe . . .” She shrugs, pulling me closer by the collar, then she runs her hands down my biceps.
“How did I end up with such a hot husband?”
“Well . . .” One side of my mouth lifts into a smirk. “It probably started somewhat like this.”
