Page 92 of Bridesmaid for Hire
I roll my eyes. “And this is why I find you utterly annoying.”
“Once again, the feeling is mutual.” He winks right before he takes a long sip of his drink. When he sets his glass down, he says, “Did you know Daddy Reggie hates linen suits?”
That makes me chuckle. “Really? And you wore one on the first night. Ooof, way to make a horrible first impression.”
“Tell me about it,” he says. “I’ll be performing a Viking funeral on the linen suit before we leave if you want to say a few words.”
“I wonder what I’d say.” I tap my chin playfully. “Linen suit, although your intentions were pure, your wrinkles overstayed their welcome, and you bunched in ways that were not the least bit flattering. Therefore, you’re dead to us.”
“Much nicer than what I was going to say.” He leans his elbow on the table as he shifts on his chair, inching a touch closer to me.
“Yeah, what were you going to say?” I ask.
“Fuck you.”
I snort. “Wow, so poetic.”
“That’s me, the most poetic motherfucker you’ll ever meet.” Heglances at his empty glass and at my nearly empty one. He holds up his finger. “One more round?”
“Yeah…one more.”
“Wait…wait…wait,” I say shaking my head, my smile a permanent fixture on my face. “Gary did what?”
Brody chuckles and places both of his hands on my bare thighs now, our legs intertwined because we’re sitting so close.
We finished our food a little while ago, and even though we said one more round of mai tais, we decided to share one last drink.
Yup, I’m sharing a straw with Brody, and it feels so naughty.
He sips.
I sip.
He sips.
I sip.
We’re practically making out.
Not that I want to make out with him. Ew, gross. Make out with Brody McFadden? Yuck.
**Giggles**
I’m lying.
I’d love to make out with him.
Just look at those lips.
They know how to kiss.
They’re so freaking perfect. Just the right amount of pressure and command. They’re not sloppy, they’re not too moist, and there is nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, slobbery about him. Not to mention, the way he uses his body when he kisses, it’s like a second pair of lips as he presses into you. It makes you feel like you’re being controlled, but without feeling trapped.
Ughhhh,I want to feel it again.
I want to feel the best kiss I’ve ever had.
But I want it all over my body.
