Page 68 of Rider Forbidden
“What can I do?”
He shakes his head, “I can wait - delayed gratification and all that, just make sure you have plenty energy for tonight.” Still on his knees, he looks around and locates my underwear and hands it to me. “Come on, let's get going.”
I stand up and put my underwear back on, totally relaxed from my orgasm.
“You know, I’ve been so nervous all morning about this.”
“I know Danish, but bet you feel fine now?”
I nod “I do . . . is that why you did it?”
He shrugs “Always happy to get myself a taste of you but knew it would relax you too.”
Wow, could he get any sweeter?
He opens the front door, “Come on, let’s get this done.”
*****
We pull up in front of Bobby's house. I shut off the engine and give Jack a nervous smile. “Let's do this.”
He grabs my hand. “Hey, it'll be OK. He'll either be a nice guy, which is good and eventually he might get to know Eli, or he’ll be an arsehole and we can tell him to fuck off.”
“Well put so simply, I guess.” I laugh and get out of the car.
I knock on the door,
“Be nice.” I whisper to Jack.
“Aw, where’s the fun in that?” He grins and winks at me.
The door opens and bobby answers. “Robyn, come on in.”
Thank god he’s gone back to Robyn, I told him at Costa that I hated ‘Bobby’ and asked him to use my real name - at least he’s listened to that.
I turn to Jack “This is Jack, my friend.”
He looks at me confused. “Your boyfriend?”
I glance at Jack. “No, we're just friends.”
Bobby shakes his head. “But you two, at the club that night . . .”
Shit! I forgot about that. I forgot that he'd seen us kissing. Bollocks, I didn't want him to know that we're together, just in case he felt like causing trouble, I didn't want him to have anything on me.
“Oh yeah that, it can happen sometimes but no, we're not together.” I look at Jack and see that he doesn't look happy, a muscle in his jaw twitches as though he’s clenching his teeth together really hard.
“Oh right,” Bobby says but doesn't look convinced. He turns to a woman behind him, she’s pretty, quite petite, she looks shy. “This is my fiancé, Zara”
She steps forward, she looks so nervous that I actually feel a little sorry for her, she just met a guy, fell in love and now she finds out he has a son and just has to accept it - this must be hard for her. Or maybe she’s known for a while that he has a son, maybe he’s painted me out to be a bad person. Who knows?
“Hi, nice to meet you.” I smile at her and Jack leans forward to kiss her on the cheek.
“Would you like a coffee or something?” she asks us.
“I’d love a coffee thank you.” Yes, I have a coffee addiction.
Jack answers “Same here, thanks.”
