Dear Bridget, I Want You(11)
“Give me my book.”
I smirked. “Reach it.”
Bridget was tiny. I’d guess a good foot shorter than me. There was no way she was reaching the book, even if she jumped.
Her hands went to her hips. “Simon Hogue. Give me my book or else.”
“Or else, what?”
“Or else…so help me, I’ll climb you like a tree and get that book myself.”
Maybe I should have gone home with Brianna and gotten my fill…because I sort of fancied the thought of Bridget climbing me like a tree. “You’re welcome to climb me, luv, but be careful, some trees have thick wooden branches and you could get poked.”
Her face pinked, and I wasn’t sure if it was from my lewd comment or if she was pissed. Either way, it worked for me apparently, because I felt a twitch in my pants. Afraid I might be having a twelve-year-old boy uncontrollable reaction, I thought it best to give in sooner, rather than later. “Here you go. I was only screwing around.”
Bridget snatched the book out of my hands and shoved it into the drawer of an end table.
“What’s so private that I can’t read it, anyway? Are you reading porn?”
Her already pink face turned a deep crimson. I’d hit the nail on the head.
“It’s not porn. It’s a romance novel.”
“That you get off to.”
Her eyes widened.
I shrugged. “What’s the big deal? I like porn. Have myself a decent collection if you ever want to share. Maybe I can borrow your book, and you can borrow my DVDs. I’ll even wipe ‘em off before I give ‘em to you.”
She added a scrunched up nose to those eyes that were already saucers. “Please, tell me you’re joking?”
“About the DVDs? Yes.”
She looked relieved, so I clarified what I’d meant. “It’s the new millennium. No one buys porn on DVD anymore. It’s all on my MacBook from downloads.”
Bridget shook her head and sat down on the floor. “I think I need that wine now.”
I had to move the table out a bit to be able to fit between the couch and the coffee table, but once I sat down, it felt good to stretch out my legs. Bridget plated us food, and the chicken tasted even better the second time.
“Mmmm. This is so good,” she said.
“I’ll bring you home my leftover cock from now on.”
She rolled her eyes. “Must you do that? Always make everything a sexual innuendo.”
“It’s just so hard not to when you like my sexy talk so much.”
I caught her smirk before she shoveled her mouth full of my cock. God, I need to stop even thinking about that. I pretended to make myself more comfortable but I was really discreetly adjusting my jeans that were growing snug in the crotch.
Bridget sipped her wine to wash down the chicken. “So, why are you home so early. I figured you’d…you know…be with Brianna for a while.”
“Are you saying you thought I’d be getting laid right now? You just assume I’m easy and put out on the second date?”
She squinted. “You’re so full of shit.”
I leaned in with a big goofy grin. “You owe the jar a quarter.”
“You’re impossible.”
“Maybe.” I shrugged. “But you like me anyway.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Why am I home so early?”
She nodded.
I debated my answer, just like I’d done for the entire drive home. Scratching my chin, I said, “Let me ask you something first. If you could pick any animal to be, what would you select?”
Rightly, Bridget looked at me funny. “I don’t know. Off the top of my head, I guess a stallion.”
“Why a stallion?”
“Because they’re strong, wild, and free.”
I nodded. “Good answer.”
“What would you pick?”
“A lion. Because they’re king of the jungle, of course.” I brushed back my hair that still needed a haircut and winked. “Plus. They have a good mane.”
Bridget laughed. “Figures.”
“Wanna know what Brianna said when I asked her?”
“Absolutely.”
“She said a Pomeranian.”
“The little dog?”
Bridget’s wine glass was empty, so I refilled it. “Yep. And before you ask, her logic was because it’s so cute.”
“So it’s not the most well thought out answer, but you cut your date short because of that?”
“Just wasn’t feeling it, I guess. So it didn’t feel right to feel it. If you know what I mean.”
“You’re bizarre, Simon Hogue, you know that?”
“I’m glad you said stallion, or I might have had to move out.”