Page 12 of Good Time Boyfriend
Devney cleared her throat. “Do you have a spicy fry? The ranch one sounds good, but I could use a kick.”
I put my hand over my heart and staggered back. “Damn it, I knew you were perfect.”
Jeff smiled wide. “I’ll say. I’ll get you some habanero fries. How’s that?”
“That sounds amazing. And a water?”
“Do you like lemonade?” I asked her.
“I do, but water sounds good.”
“I’ll take a water and a frozen lemonade with two straws.” She raised a brow. I grinned. “Trust me.”
“I must trust you, I’m here after all.”
My heart did a little kick at that before we took the waters and frozen lemonade and went off to the side to wait for our food.
“This place is packed,” she said after a moment.
Jeff gestured for us. “I might have pushed you guys to the front of the line,” he said with a wink. I shook my head and nodded at a few regulars who had come out for a burger before they went back into the bar for drinks, and probably wings too, knowing them.
“Wow, I guess you get good service here.”
“Sometimes. Jeff’s a regular too. It works out for us.”
“No competition?”
“Not really. We’re more symbiotic. Come on, let’s go sit over by the fountain there. There’s a small table so I don’t make a mess of all of this.”
“I just realized how messy this is going to be.” She popped a fry into her mouth, then her eyes went wide.
“Oh my God, that’s hot.”
“He loves his habanero. Try it with the lemonade.”
I handed over the drink and her lips circled the straw before her cheeks hollowed as she drank.
I, in turn, swallowed hard, thinking about how her lips would look around my cock.
Down boy.One thing at a time. She was a goddamn virgin. A virgin who had made me up to her family as a boyfriend. A fake one.
I needed to have a better handle on everything.
“Come on, come on, eat something else before the top of your head explodes.”
“Those were so good though. I don’t care that I won’t be able to feel my mouth later.”
“And that’s where he gets you.”
We took a seat and dug in. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she groaned so loud, it echoed off the fountain. A couple guys looked over, smirks on their faces, so I glowered at them while doing my best not to adjust myself in my pants. That sound she made went straight to my dick.
“I take it you like it?” I asked, holding back a laugh.
She wiped her mouth daintily and nodded. “Yes, and I promise I don’t make sex noises every time I eat.” She blushed. “Not that I know what type of noises I make. And I feel like I’ve said too much. I blame that lemon drop. It was really strong.”
“I swear I made it the normal way. But the food should help.”
She shook her head and took another bite. After she finished that one, I handed over mine, and she took a bite of the stuffed burger. “Okay, now I don’t know which one I like more. Yours is almost more traditional, without the spices.”
