Page 22 of The Only Reason

Until the song ends. I pull back from Violet just enough to peer around her. The DJ appears to be taking a break because now, it’s just boring speaker music and the entire place has receded back to a fast food joint.

We pull away from each other and straighten ourselves out.

“Do you…” I hesitate. “Do you want to head back?”

Violet nods enthusiastically. “Yes.”

We make our way down the stairs and I remember that we’d ordered food. I head to the pick up window while Violet gets us another drink. I find our bag shoved against the corner of the counter and just know, these tacos are going to be shit.

“Ready?” I make my way up to Violet who’s already sucking down on the slushy.

“Oh my god, tacos.” Violet reaches for the paper bag while shoving the slushy toward me.

I can’t help but laugh at the way she opens the bag and nearly shoves her head instead before pulling out one taco.

“They’re probably shit now.”

“They were always shitty, just warm,” Violet quips between bites of a taco.

She is right. Pushing our way back out onto the strip, I pull out a taco and cradle the bag under one arm. We make our way back up the strip slowly, eating tacos and sharing the slushy until we are out of both.

The moment we step into the elevator, I feel just how thick the tension is. Violet is pressed against my back, this time because the elevator is too full. She takes advantage of the moment, slipping one hand around my waist and resting against my stomach.

This girl is going to be the death of me in the best of ways.

We walk to the room hand in hand. Violet is still holding a few bags from our trip to the mall and I have the bag of tacos safely tucked in my arm. She pulls out the room card and I can’t help myself, my hands are on her ass again. This time she giggles a little, loudly, and I laugh too. She leans against the door and looks at me with a look that can only be described as lust. I’m about to kiss her again when we hear a door open from across the hall.

“What’s going on- Oh.” Grant’s standing across the hall looking at us and his face drops.

“Sorry,” Violet offers and steps away from me. I try not to take that too personally.

“It’s fine. Good night.” He slams the door behind him and Violet frowns.

“We should get inside.” Just like that, her mood has changed dramatically. Fucking Grant.

We step into the room and place everything down, Violet slumps into a chair and all I want at this moment is to make her smile. Even if I can’t kiss her again, I am just dying to change her mood. I don’t know when I turned into this kind of person but I am leaning into it.

“Want some more tacos?” I offer.

“Yes, please.” She nods eagerly and I hand her one from the bag.

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Sure.”

“I want to change out of these clothes first, is that okay?”

“Me too, I was thinking about taking a shower.” A blush creeps over me as I recall this morning and our naked encounter. I am all types of turned on just thinking about it.

“You can, I’ll just change into some pajamas.”

“Okay.” She nods. “Let me make sure I have everything this time.”

I can’t help but smile and she laughs. There is that smile.

Violet

After my shower,I hesitate about what to wear. I had brought in my pajamas but I also brought in the bag of lingerie I bought today. I don’t know if I am bold enough to go out there in just my lingerie with the chance of possible rejection. I don’t want to end the night either though. I take a deep breath and decide to wear the matching set under my pajamas. That way I am prepared in case anything happens between us. Walking back out and trying to be casual about it isn’t easy. I feel like I am hiding a bomb under my clothes.

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