Page 66 of Stay With Me
Travis
That’s not what you were saying when I was fucking that slutty pussy of yours.
God, I hate him so much.
Magnolia
I’m blocking you now.
And then I do what I should’ve done earlier and block his number.
Just the memory of his hands on me makes me want to claw it out of my brain.
When Tripp texts and says he’s on his way, I can hardlycontain my excitement. Tonight’s the only night we can hang out this week since I’m booked with wedding stuff with Noah. I already told her I’d be at her beck and call, so Tripp and I will have to stick to texting and FaceTiming until we can be alone again.
A knock on the door has me fleeing across my apartment. As soon as I open it, Tripp scoops me up in his arms and crashes his mouth down on mine. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he steps inside and then kicks the door shut behind him. Then he spins us around and pushes me back into the wall.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” He presses harder into my body as he slides his tongue between my lips, and his erection poking into me confirms just how much he has.
“I can tell,” I taunt, arching my back against him. “You been walkin’ around with that weapon all day?”
With a laugh, he leans back and cups my cheek with one hand while the other palms my ass.
“That’s just from finally gettin’ to see you, Sunny.”
I lower my face to hide my blush. “Wow. That’s quite a talent.”
He tilts my chin and presses a tender kiss to my mouth. “Are you ready to go on our first date?”
“I still think you teachin’ me to drive stick shift was a date. I mean, there was a happy ending after all.”
“We’ll consider that the prequel to the real one because tonight you’re also gonna learn something new for the first time.”
When he lowers my feet to the floor, I pout. “You’re educatin’ me on another thing? Why do I feel like you’re gonna give me an exam by the end of the month?”
“Trust me. You’re gonna like it.”
“Mm-hmm. I’ll see about that.” I grab my bag, slide on my boots, and take his hand as he leads us out the door. “And if you did give me anexam, I’d pass it with flyin’ colors.”
“Because you’d be naked?” He lifts his brow with amusement on his face.
I nod once. “That’s right, cowboy.”
Tripp drives us out of town. Though I love Sugarland Creek for its charm and epic mountain views, there isn’t a ton of stuff to do. But when he parks in front of an unfamiliar place with a big picture of an axe on the window, it’s the last thing I expected.
“What’s this?” I ask when he helps me out of the passenger’s side.
“Axe throwing.”
“You think I have enough arm power to throw an axe?”
He threads his fingers through mine and walks toward the door.
“Not sure, but it’ll be fun watchin’ you try.” He winks as he motions for me to go inside.
“Tripp Chattanooga! You brought me here to embarrass myself.”
“I’ve seen plenty of your embarrassin’ moments. But this allows me to stand behind you andhelpyou.”
