Page 20 of Built to Last

“Claiming you, Velma. I’m tired of playing games.” When I pass by the waitress, I hand her a wad of money to pay for any inconvenience my interruption caused. Plus, she still has to deal with Chet.

“What does that mean?” Sadie asks.

“I’ll explain everything. But first I’m putting you in my truck and then we’re going to your house. We’ll get your car later.”

“Okay.”

I open my passenger side door and gently set Sadie on the seat. I kiss her forehead. “Buckle up.”

The drive to her house is quiet, and thankfully short, because I’m ready to tell her how I feel so we can get naked. Assuming she feels the same, which I’m fairly certain she does. The girls (AKA Jilly and Ally) assured me Sadie definitely has feelings for me.

When I pull up to the front of her house, I park on the street. Then I turn to face her. “I started calling you Velma because I always loved Scooby-Doo. Velma was my favorite. She was the smartest and had a banging body.”

She laughs. “What are you talking about? Daphne is the one with a good body.”

“Nah, Daphne is the one they dressed all sexy. But Velma had the short skirt with the pleats and the knee socks, and her tits were enormous.” I put my hands in front of me making the universal man gesture for big boobs. “Velma was short and curvy and smart, with big hair and big glasses. She had a sassy mouth and everything about her worked for me. Then Jilly brought you into our kitchen and it was like my cartoon crush came to life.”

She gasps. “Finn, that was a long time ago.”

I just smile at her and get out of the truck. I hold her hand as I lead her to the porch.

She holds the key in her hand but stops before turning it to open the door. “Why did you suggest the fake dating?” she asks.

“The truth?”

“Please.”

“To show you how things could be between us.” I cup her cheek. “I’ve been in love with you, Sadie McCall, for a long damn time.”

She swallows, then grabs my shirt and pulls me down for a kiss.

Our lips crash together and it’s all open mouths, tongues and teeth and groans.

I reach around her body to turn the key because I’m not fucking her for the first time on her porch. The door opens and she nearly falls into her house.

We both laugh, breaking apart. She closes her door and locks everything, then greets her cats. When she faces me again, she looks nervous.

“Hey. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. We can talk. We can watch a movie. Make out on your couch. I just want spend time with you.”

“The other night, when we were talking while you were on my porch, you said some things,” she says.

“I said a lot of things. What specifically are you talking about?”

“It was the sexy things. You talked about my body parts and yours.”

I grip her biceps and hold her still in front of me. “Are you asking me to dirty talk to you?”

She sucks in a breath, then nods.

“You want me to tell you how hard it makes my cock when you kiss me?”

“Yes.”

“Does kissing me make your pussy wet, Sadie?”

“Very.”

“You know what I want to do to you?”

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