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“Of course I did. I fucking missed you. I was half a person with you gone.”

“Same. But don’t you think it’s…that it’s too fast?” he asks, looking worried.

I shake my head, wetting my lips, wanting to make him understand.

“Nah, Grey. It’s been years for me. This isn’t fast. This is the slowest I’ve ever moved.”

He pulls me into his chest, holding me against him in a crushing hug.

“I’ll try to be what you want,” he says.

I press my lips to his ear and whisper, “You already are.”

ChapterTwenty-Four

Grey

I’m nervous. You’d think I haven’t been on a date before, but this seems different for some reason. Maybe it’s because it’s Quinn. Maybe it’s because he’s so much younger and we’re going out where people can see us.

But despite it all, I’m kind of excited. Giddy. I feel like I’m a teen again and doing this shit for the first time.

I have no idea what he has planned, only that we spent the day in front of the TV while he scrolled through his phone. Winter was dropped off at his parents’ because apparently this date is pet-free. He hasn’t told me where we’re going, but that I should pack an overnight bag.

This must be serious if he’s planning an overnight, right?

Sounds pretty serious to me.

“So, I don’t want you to guess where we’re going, even if you know,” he says and then bounces on his feet a little. “And when we get close, I want you to close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so.”

I nod my head, agreeing to whatever the fuck he wants.

“Sounds fancy,” I say, and Quinn smirks at me.

“It kind of is. I mean, I’m not crazy rich or anything, but it’s what I could afford.”

God, this guy. I pull him into me and place a kiss on his lips.

“It’s gonna be amazing.”

“It so is,” he says and then grabs my hand and leads me outside. “I’m gonna drive, okay? Just because I know where I’m going. And listen, there may be a chance I pull over and give you a blow job because I’m fucking horny, Grey, and I want your dick in my mouth.”

My cock perks up at that. It has no reservations about that. None at all.

“Yeah, I’m down for that,” I choke out.

“And I’ve never had road head, so if you wanna give that a go, I wouldn’t stop you.” He bites his bottom lip and leans toward me. “You could just lean over and suck me right down.”

I can’t even speak because now I’m all worked up.

“How long is the trip?” I ask, and he smiles at me.

“Oh, not gonna tell you that. Or else you’ll guess.”

He tosses our bags into the back of his car, and I can do nothing but let him drive me away.

* * *

We make it to a little B&B just outside of Sleeping Bear Dunes in a little under two hours, mainly because we had to stop and grab something to eat. And halfway into the trip, I did cave and bend over the console, giving Quinn road head. It was a bit uncomfortable and gave me a side cramp, but I still groaned like a whore during the whole thing. I’m so glad he didn’t crash the car. They would have found me with a dick in my mouth and I’m not sure I could live that down.

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