Page 56 of Drive Me Wild
“Are you oka?—”
He’s cut off by someone aggressively smacking the bathroom door, and my head jerks up at the interruption. The man isnothappy about the door being locked and shares some not very nice words to tell us this.
“Piss off, will ya?” Theo shouts. “We’re busy.”
“Screw somewhere else!” a gruff voice yells back. “Some of us need to take a piss!”
“We’re trying to repopulate the earth because there’s an impending apocalypse, so fuck the fuck off, you douche canoe.”
I half-laugh, half-sniffle. “An apocalypse? Really, babes?”
“I will break this door down,” the guy screams.
Theo blows a puff of air out of his cheeks. “Do you know who Blake Hollis is?”
There’s a long pause before the voice says, “Yes.”
“Well, he doesn’t like when people give his friends a hard time, so I suggest taking a piss in the goddamn women’s bathroom or I will personally have Mr. Hollis remove you from the premises.”
Pressing my face into his chest, I let loose a long laugh.Did he seriously just use Blake as his guard dog?We hear the man swear loudly, but thirty seconds later, the shadow of his footsteps disappears from beneath the door.
“I look like a marshmallow.” I sniffle, lifting my head up. “I’m all puffy.”
Theo presses his lips together to stop his lips from curling up. “I’ve always had a weakness for s’mores.”
I laugh as Theo wipes my remaining tears with the back of his hand. I thought this would make me feel better, not make me bawl my eyes out on a bathroom sink post-orgasm. “God, what the hell is wrong with me?”
“There’s a laundry list of things wrong with you, angel.” He chuckles. “You call lizards baby dragons, you don’t like bacon but think chunky peanut butter is acceptable, and you thought theGame of Thronesseries finale made sense. Oh, and don’t even get me started on the fact that you think orange Starbursts are the best ones.”
“You refer to mayonnaise asegg butter!” I argue. “And think that duels should be brought back as a legitimate form of fighting.”
“Well, you eat waffleswithoutsyrup.”
“You refuse to eat raisins because you think they look like tiny nut sacks,” I huff. “And I meant something’s wrong with me because I just cried after… coming.”
Even saying it makes my cheeks sting. This is, hands-down, the most embarrassing sexual experience I’ve ever had.
“I once cried after a blowjob,” Theo says, completely serious. “If it makes you feel any better.”
I truly can’t tell if he’s kidding or not. “Wait, what?”
“This chick went down on me after eating super spicy food. It was so painful; it felt like fire ants had crawled up my dick and were attacking me. I swear to God, I thought it was about to fall off, Bancroft. I called Russell in hysterics.”
Slapping my hand over my mouth, I desperately try to swallow down a giggle. “That does make me feel slightly better.”
Theo grins as he laughs. “So at least you got a good orgasm out of your cry. All I got were blue balls.”
I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hands as he spreads his fingers across my bare thighs. “Can I have a re-do later?”
“Absolutely.” Theo swipes his tongue over his lower lip. “But I’m holding Theo Jr. hostage until you tell me what’s going on.”
“It’s stupid,” I mumble.
He shakes his head. “Not if it made you cry.”
“I’m just…” I pause, trying to come up with the right word, “discouraged, I guess. I finally met with Rhys to discuss the stuff you saw in my notebook, and he more or less told me that we can’t do any of it. The same shit he always says. And I’ve worked with Kelsey for only a few weeks, and he’s given me free reign to try new things out and think outside the box. It’s making me realize that McAllister may value the work I do, but not enough to take any of my ideas into consideration and implement real changes, you know?” I shrink into my shoulders, wanting to hide from his almost-accusatory stare. “So yeah, frustrated.”
“I had no idea you felt this way, Jos,” he says, his voice softening. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”
