Page 16 of Loyal
A date. A real date. I haven’t been on one of those in far longer than I’d like to admit, and for the first time in years, I’m excited.
“I’m not quite ready,” I admit.
He laughs. “I’ll head home and shower. Give you some time to get ready. I’ll come back in an hour?”
I nod. “An hour.”
I can’t wait.
My heart races as I walk up her front steps.
This is it.
I’ve known since the day that I first saw her that I would end up here with her, I just didn’t realize how long it would take. Now that I’ve finally got her on the same page, though, I refuse to fuck this up.
Bringing my hand up, I knock on the door and wait. I hear the clicking of heels on the wood floor from the other side. When the door swings open, my heart catches.
Her brown hair is pulled back, showing off her neck, with the exception of pieces right in the front that frame her pretty face. She’s got on a black dress that hits right above her knee that has a square neckline, showing off just a small hint of cleavage.
Sami looks like a smoke show, and she has no idea the hold she has on me.
“Goddamn, you look gorgeous,” I murmur.
A beautiful flush covers her skin, something I usually see when she’s spread out beneath me. I love it then, but the fact I can do it with just a few simple words makes my blood heat.
“Did you bring me flowers?” she asks, staring at the bouquet.
“I did.” I hold them out.
I had them stashed at my place. I had been hoping our conversation earlier would go well, but I didn’t want to bring them then and have her think I was trying to influence her.
She takes them slowly and looks at them as if they are a bomb, about to explode.
“No one has ever bought me flowers before and here you are doing it twice in one week,” she says quietly.
For a split second I’m pissed at the world for not treating my girl right, but it quickly dissipates. Maybe she was never treated right before so I could show her how she’s meant to be treated.
I clear my throat, pushing my wayward thoughts to the side. “Do you want to put them in water before we leave?”
“Yeah, give me one second.” She steps away from the door, and I step inside and wait for her.
A few minutes later she comes back with a little smile on her face.
“Ready?” I ask, holding my hand out for her.
She places her hand in mine. “I am.”
I lead her outside and wait for her to lock the door before we head to the curb where I already moved my car. She gets in and I rush around the front and get in the driver’s side. Only after I pull away does she speak.
“No bike?” she teases.
“Babe, I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve gotten off about the idea of you on my bike. It’s my number one fantasy, but you deserve to have the full first date experience. After tonight though, you best believe I’m going to get your tight little body pressed up against me with the motor vibrating between those luscious thighs as fast as I can.”
“Loyal, you can’t talk like that,” she hisses with a smile.
“I’m just telling you how it is,Mami.”
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” she asks after a minute.
