Page 41 of Life To My Flight

She gave Cody and Dooley hugs while I stood to let Dante out of his seat.

He stood, and I offered my hand to him again. “Nice to meet you.”

He took it. “Our grandmothers are in the same nursing home. There’s nothing between us. I have a wife.”

I acknowledged that with a thankful nod. “Thanks.”

“You got a good girl, my man,” he said with a back slap.

He left after that, giving Rue a squeeze on the shoulder.

My vision blurred as my hands clenched into fists.

I, of course, didn’t care that it was an innocent touch. Nor about the fact that he had a wife.

What saved him were Rue’s eyes.

They were on me the whole time.

Her expression never wavered.

An expression that I couldn’t quite read.

“What?” I asked.

She blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Then she threw herself into my arms.

In front of the entire bar.

I caught her, my hands going to her ass, before she pressed her mouth to mine.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked it, wrapping my tongue around hers.

My cock rose, filling with so much blood so fast, that it started to throb.

One of my hands let go of her ass enabling me to tangle it into the long brown locks of her hair.

Her arms encircled my neck, pulling me as close as we could be without us being naked.

“Take me home,” she gasped against my mouth.

“I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a year now,” I growled into her mouth.

“This doesn’t mean anything,” she tried.

“It means fucking everything,” I said as I started walking with her out the door.

I could hear the crowd around me hooting and hollering.

I knew they were watching.

They knew what we were about to do.

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