Page 21 of Some Sort of Love (Happy Crazy Love 3)
“The usual. Work.”
“Are you busy on Friday evening?”
My heart thumped a few hard beats. “I don’t think so.”
“Can I take you out for a drink?”
“I’d like that.”
“Is six at Low Bar OK? I wish I had time for dinner too, but I like to be around here at bedtime.”
“I understand.”
“Should I pick you up?”
“Actually, I’ll probably have to meet you. I don’t get out of the office much before that time. Unless you’d be able to do Saturday night instead?”
He paused. “Probably not. Scotty and I have movie nights at home on Saturdays, and I missed it last night because of the wedding. I’m sorry.”
“That’s OK. Friday will work fine, really.”
“OK. Thanks.” A little silence. “I thought about you a lot today.”
I fell onto my back and smiled at the ceiling. “You did?”
“Yeah. I reread our texts from last night in church.”
I burst out laughing. “I’m surprised you didn’t burst into flames.”
“Me too. Every time I heard the word God, I imagined you screaming it.”
Gasping, I put a hand to my stomach, which felt like I was cartwheeling downhill. “You are so bad.”
“I know. Because then I thought about all the things I could do to make you scream it.”
It was a moment before I could speak again. “You did?”
“Yeah. Mass was over way too soon today.”
I exhaled slowly, my eyes sliding over to my nightstand drawer. I needed to recharge Magik Mike right the fuck now. God, I loved the way he talked. If only I could record it!
“Silence. Have I shocked you? Told you I was an animal.”
I laughed gently. “Um, no. I was just thinking that I wish I could somehow record this conversation, so I could hear you talk to me like that later on when it’s just me and Magik Mike.”
“Who the hell is Magik Mike?”
My face burned. Had I actually just admitted I had a vibrator? There was feeling at ease with someone and then there was TMI. What if this turned him off? “It’s, ah…a toy.”
“A toy?”
“Yes.” I sighed. You might as well own it now, Nixon. “For grown-ups.”
He laughed, that deep throaty sound that melted my insides. And my panties. “I wish I could come play with you.”
“Well, then I wouldn’t need the toy, silly.”
“Oh no, I’d put that toy to good use on you.”
