“There are only two of us,” I remind Lo with a laugh.
“These are all for me. If you want some, get your own.” She elbows me in the side and tucks her wrapped baked goods tightly to her chest.
“I had no idea you were so selfish.” I tug her hair back from her face and bend down to kiss her cheek as we walk past the next table. “I bet I could talk you out of one of those brownies.”
“No way.” She giggles up at me, her big blue eyes shining in the cool fall air. She’s wearing an orange vest over a long-sleeved, gray T-shirt and jeans. Nothing fancy at all, yet she completely takes my breath away.
“Way.”
“I don’t see how. These brownies are my favorite.”
I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her against me as we walk and whisper in her ear, “If you’ll give me a brownie, I’ll bury my face in your pussy and eat you out until you can’t remember your own name.”
Her jaw drops and her breath catches and then she smiles up at me. “I guess I could part with one.”
“You’re so generous.” I kiss her temple as she laces her fingers through mine and leads me eagerly to a vendor selling fresh apples and apple cider.
“I need some of these.” She grins at the man, Lane, behind the table. “We’ll take three pounds, please.”
“Sure thing. Hey, Ty.”
“How’s it going, Lane?”
“Can’t complain.” He measures the apples and then passes the bag to Lauren, but I reach over and take them before she can.
“I’ll carry the heavy stuff.”
“Yes, three pounds of apples is just too much for my fragile frame to carry.”
“You guys should come check out the pumpkin patch this weekend,” Lane says.
“It’s opening already?” Lo smiles wide and claps her hands. “I love fall. This is my favorite time of year.”
“Yep, we open this weekend. There will be hay rides and the corn maze is ready too.”
“No haunted house this year?” she asks, disappointed.
“It’s there. Gorier than ever.”
“Yes!” She fist-bumps Lane and grins over at me. “I enjoy Halloween.”
“So I see.” I smile as we wave at Lane and carry on. “I take it we’ll be at the pumpkin patch this weekend?”
She nods and grins. Her cheeks are pink from the cold air.
“Are you too cold?” I cup her cheek in my hand.
“No, I’m just right. We should invite Jill to come with us to the pumpkin patch.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I want to do, take my little sister along on a date.”
Lo slaps my arm and scowls at me. “Be nice. It’s the pumpkin patch, not a date.”
“Easy, slugger.” I offer her my most charming smile. “Every day is a date with you.”
“That was really cheesy, Ty.” She rolls her eyes.
“A bit too much?”
“Just a smidge.”
“Oh, hey, Lauren.” Our heads turn to see Jack, holding hands with Misty, Lo’s former friend and the bitch of all bitches.
I look down at Lo to catch her reaction. Her eyebrows climb on her forehead and then she pastes a fake smile on her lips. “Hello.”
“I was sorry to hear about your pool.” Jack’s lips curl, evidence that he’s not sorry at all. “I know how much you love it.”
“Aww, poor Lo can’t swim.” Misty offers a fake pout and then the two laugh together.
“It can be fixed.” Lo shrugs and tilts her head, watching them scornfully. “You both look like you could use a swim. Have you gained a few pounds, Misty?”
Misty gasps and glares at Lauren. “You know I work hard every day to stay in shape.”
“Don’t worry, baby”—Jack wraps his arm around Misty—“she’ll get what’s coming to her.”
“Are you threatening her?” I step toward him and get in his face, nose to nose.
“Ty, it’s okay.” Lo pulls on my arm.
I stand firm. “No. It’s not.”
“You might want to listen to her. There are a lot of people watching, and I’ll press charges if you so much as touch me.” Jack’s eyes are crazy, staring into my own. I back away from him, and just as we’re about to walk away, Jack just can’t keep his mouth shut.
“So”—Jack looks over at me and looks me up and down scornfully. I want to punch him so bad I can taste it—“how does it feel to fuck my sloppy seconds?”
Lo’s grip on my hand tightens and I want with all of my being to tackle this smug-faced motherfucker to the ground and make him bleed, long and hard. To feel the satisfaction of my knuckles breaking his nose.