I’m just hoping nature hurries the fuck up because I can feel the clock ticking with Mia.
Of course, I’m still flirting with her. That hasn’t stopped. This is me we’re talking about. I couldn’t stop if I tried. It’d be like asking Dozer not to sniff another dog’s ass.
Flirting comes as natural to me as ass sniffing does to Dozer.
And Mia doesn’t seem opposed to it—my flirting, I mean. I like the reaction I get from her when I do it. The blush in her cheeks gives me hope for more.
God, I want more.
And right now, I’m desperately trying not to stare at her legs. It’s the first time I’ve seen them.
Thank you hot sun is all I can say.
She’s stretched out on a blanket on the walkway over the lake reading a book. Dozer is, of course, with her. Dog’s got it bad.
She’s wearing a tank and the cut-off shorts she bought yesterday. They sit an inch or so above her knee.
The chicks I know usually wear their cuts-offs so short their ass cheeks show, but not Mia. She keeps tugging them down, like she’s uncomfortable to be showing so much skin.
But you know, I find her cut-offs way more sexy than the ass showing ones. They leave more to the imagination, and I know the day I do get to see underneath them, it will have been totally worth the wait because the partial leg I am getting to see is turning me on big time.
She has great fucking legs.
My cock twitches, so I drag my eyes from Mia and focus on steering the riding mower so I can get this damn grass cut.
My cell starts to vibrate in my pocket. “Beth,” I answer, tucking the phone between my ear and shoulder.
“Hey … okay, so I have a date tonight.” She sounds panicked.
“And this is a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Both.”
“Why?”
“Because my date is with Toni Stryder.”
“Ah, right.”
Toni is a chick Beth has a huge thing for. She’s a cool girl who works as a DJ. Very hot. And sadly for all men, she’s a lesbian, just like my best buddy.
I’m well aware of how hot Beth is—I’m not fucking blind—but even if Beth didn’t play for the other team, it wouldn’t make a difference. She’s my best friend and the closest thing to a sister I have.
“I ran into her at the grocery store,” Beth says, still sounding anxious. “She’s got a gig tonight over in Grand Junction, and she asked me to go.”
“Are you sure she actually asked you out on a date, and wasn’t just asking you to go to her gig?” Beth’s been known to misread signals in the past. She’s been hurt before – badly. I won’t let it happen again.
“Yes, Dad. I’m not a complete fucktard. I know when a chick is asking me out on a date. You know, when she says, ‘Hey Beth, I was wondering, if after my set, do you want to hang out?’ So I ask, ‘What, you mean like a date?’ And she says, ‘Yeah, I mean a date.’.”
“Okay, I get it. It’s a date,” I laugh. “I’m over the fucking moon for you.”
“Good, because I need you to come with.”
“What? Aw, come on, Beth. You know I dig a threesome with two hot chicks as much as the next guy, but seriously, I’m not having a threesome with you.”
“In your fucking dreams, Matthews!” she screeches down the line.
Laughing, I hold my cell away to prevent an ear bleed. Beth has a real set of lungs on her, but I can’t help winding her up. She’s too easy.
I put the phone back to my ear. “Seriously though, screechy, what do you need me there for?”
“Because Toni’s set lasts for an hour and a half, and I don’t want to sit in the club on my own.”
“So just go after her set is finished.”
“I can’t. I said I’d watch her play. Please, Jordan. I’m really nervous about it. Toni is the hottest chick I’ve ever met. And she’s cool. I’m not cool.”
“You’re cool, Beth.”
She makes a scoffing sound.
“Seriously, we need to work on your confidence.”
“Okay, so let’s work on it tonight. You can give me pointers on how to act around Toni. This is what you’re awesome at—talking to hot girls and being cool. You can make me awesome at it too. And if I start to act like … well … me, you can give me a nudge … and I know there will be plenty of hot girls for you to hook up with after you’ve finished coaching me.”
She thinks she’s coaxing me by adding that, but I don’t want to be that guy anymore. I don’t want to be out in a club picking up chicks. I want to be with Mia.
Pressing on the breaks, I stop and look over at her. She’s lost in her book. She looks so fucking beautiful. She looks like everything I never knew I wanted.