Page 73 of Finding Us
Red leaps forward and places her hand over Cassandra’s mouth. “I swear if you say what I think you’re going to say I’ll kill you right here … I don’t care if there’s two thousand eyewitnesses, I’d happily do time for your murder.” A few seconds later, she pulls her hand away, wiping it down the side of her dress. “Eww, did you just lick my hand?”
“You were smudging my lipstick,” Cassandra retorts, placing her hands on her hips.
“That’s gross.”
“I was going to say bike … you totally overreacted.”
“You were not.”
“Prove it.”
“You were a hundred percent going to say ride on his dick!”
I bite my knuckle between my teeth to hide my amusement.
“Well, it’s not like you haven’t ridden it.”
Jacinta gasps. “I told you that in confidence.”
“Yeah, me and the other two thousand people in this club.” Cassandra moves her hand around the room, gesturing to the rest of the patrons, before placing it over her heart feigning hurt. “I thought I was special.”
This chick is certifiably nuts, but I’ll be damned if I don’t like her. “I can’t even with you right now, Cassandra Lewis.”
“Right back at ya, Jacinta Maloney. Come on, Jack, let’s dance.”
“It’s Jordon.”
“Whatever.”
With that, Cassandra turns and storms away with Jordon tailing behind her.
“Can you believe her?” Jacinta says, looking up at me.
I shrug my shoulders. “She may have been going to say bike.”
“Ugh. Not you too.”
“It’s a possibility.”
“You really believe that?”
No, I bet my life on it she was going to say ride my dick.“You’ve ridden on both my bike and my dick, so who knows.”
“You’re impossible,” she snaps, stomping down on my foot.
When she turns to walk away, I quickly slide my arm around her waist, pulling her back into my front. “Let me go,” she says, thrashing around.
“Never,” I reply, tightening my grip. Using my free hand, I sweep her hair out of the way and move my mouth down to her ear. “I’m happy to take you on a ride on my bike, or my dick if you prefer. Your choice, Red.”
She looks at me over her shoulder with narrowed eyes. “Did you forget we travelled here in an Uber? Your bike isn’t even outside.”
“Oh, right,” I say as a huge smile breaks out onto my face. “I guess my dick wins by default.”
When we slide into the back of the Uber, Jacinta scoots right over, far away from me. So of course, I move into the middle, making sure our sides are touching. I see her staring at me out of my peripheral vision, but I keep my attention trained forward.
I wait until the driver pulls out into the traffic before I make my move. My hand lifts and comes to rest on her knee as my fingers curl around her leg.
“What are you doing?” Jacinta whispers.
