of us seemed to mind. Daniel and Lion got along like best buds, joking and talking to pass the time. I almost felt left out because they were so busy talking about one thing or another, including video games, which I knew nothing about. At one point, Lion asked Daniel if he had a girlfriend.
“No,” Daniel giggled.
“What? Dan the Man doesn’t have a girlfriend? I’m not buying it.”
Daniel grinned.
“I bet a good looking guy like you has tons of girlfriends.” He winked at me. I loved that Lion was boosting Daniel’s confidence so casually. He was so good with kids.
Daniel leaned against the railing and buried his face in his arms.
I whispered, “He’s still shy around girls.”
“No I’m not,” Daniel mumbled.
“See? Dan the Man isn’t shy around girls. He’ll probably have ten girlfriends in no time.”
I could see Daniel smiling, but he was still burying his face in his arms. Lion flashed me a grin that Daniel couldn’t see. It warmed my heart in a way I hadn’t felt in years. Okay, now my odds of remaining just friends with Lion were down to 40/60. When we finally rode Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey, which was in the dark and had our feet dangling at least ten feet off the ground, I got scared and may have squeezed Lion’s hand without realizing it. He squeezed back and leaned against me.
“I got you, Irish.” That voice.
I felt it dribble down my chest and swirl between my legs like a tingling massage.
He had me, all right. Was it appropriate for me to ooze on a family theme park ride? Because that’s exactly what I was doing. Good thing my yoga pants were thick and absorbent. Now my chances were down to 30/70. Things were not looking good. When we walked off the ride, we passed a wall of monitors showing souvenir photos of people riding the ride.
“Where’s ours?” Daniel asked.
“There it is,” Lion said. “I’m totally buying a copy of that.”
“No you’re not!” I gasped. Why? Because the photo showed me clutching Lion’s hand for dear life and looking scared to death. Not only was it embarrassing, it was also incriminating. It was even dated, making it literally evidence of my inappropriate relationship with Lion. Could I ask Universal Studios to delete the photo from their servers? Or would it be used against me when the state of California called me before their medical ethics committee?
Before I could stop him, Lion had already bought the 8x10 print. Framed. Lion showed it to Daniel.
“Look at Mom,” he giggled. “She’s really scared.”
“This is going on my wall when I get home,” Lion chuckled.
“Maybe you should put it in the garbage,” I groused.
“Nope. Wall. Got a place for it in my office next to my trophy case.”
“Trophy case?”
“From all my fights.”
“Oh, because I’m one of your many victories?”
“No. You’re the grand prize.”
Was it wrong for me to like the ridiculous things he said?
“What are you guys talking about?” Daniel asked.
“Just giving your mom a hard time.”
Hard…
Ooze.
The question was, would I be able to resist him giving me a hard time in private at some future date?
The chances of that did not look good.
20/80.
If I was lucky.
Chapter 12
LION
There was no way I was gonna be able to stay friends with Brigid forever. She was too damn sexy to resist.
Good thing I wore my shades to Universal Studios. Whether we were waiting in line for a ride or wandering from place to place in the park, I couldn’t stop staring at her. Even with the tinted lenses of my shades, it was so bright out I was worried she’d catch me constantly checking out her ass in her yoga pants.
No matter how hot it got, she never unzipped her hoodie far enough to see any cleavage, but I stared anyway. I didn’t think she had any idea how hot she was. She acted like her body was an afterthought. Her torch of red hair was pulled back in a ponytail, but all that did was call attention to her beautiful face.
“No,” Daniel giggled.
“What? Dan the Man doesn’t have a girlfriend? I’m not buying it.”
Daniel grinned.
“I bet a good looking guy like you has tons of girlfriends.” He winked at me. I loved that Lion was boosting Daniel’s confidence so casually. He was so good with kids.
Daniel leaned against the railing and buried his face in his arms.
I whispered, “He’s still shy around girls.”
“No I’m not,” Daniel mumbled.
“See? Dan the Man isn’t shy around girls. He’ll probably have ten girlfriends in no time.”
I could see Daniel smiling, but he was still burying his face in his arms. Lion flashed me a grin that Daniel couldn’t see. It warmed my heart in a way I hadn’t felt in years. Okay, now my odds of remaining just friends with Lion were down to 40/60. When we finally rode Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey, which was in the dark and had our feet dangling at least ten feet off the ground, I got scared and may have squeezed Lion’s hand without realizing it. He squeezed back and leaned against me.
“I got you, Irish.” That voice.
I felt it dribble down my chest and swirl between my legs like a tingling massage.
He had me, all right. Was it appropriate for me to ooze on a family theme park ride? Because that’s exactly what I was doing. Good thing my yoga pants were thick and absorbent. Now my chances were down to 30/70. Things were not looking good. When we walked off the ride, we passed a wall of monitors showing souvenir photos of people riding the ride.
“Where’s ours?” Daniel asked.
“There it is,” Lion said. “I’m totally buying a copy of that.”
“No you’re not!” I gasped. Why? Because the photo showed me clutching Lion’s hand for dear life and looking scared to death. Not only was it embarrassing, it was also incriminating. It was even dated, making it literally evidence of my inappropriate relationship with Lion. Could I ask Universal Studios to delete the photo from their servers? Or would it be used against me when the state of California called me before their medical ethics committee?
Before I could stop him, Lion had already bought the 8x10 print. Framed. Lion showed it to Daniel.
“Look at Mom,” he giggled. “She’s really scared.”
“This is going on my wall when I get home,” Lion chuckled.
“Maybe you should put it in the garbage,” I groused.
“Nope. Wall. Got a place for it in my office next to my trophy case.”
“Trophy case?”
“From all my fights.”
“Oh, because I’m one of your many victories?”
“No. You’re the grand prize.”
Was it wrong for me to like the ridiculous things he said?
“What are you guys talking about?” Daniel asked.
“Just giving your mom a hard time.”
Hard…
Ooze.
The question was, would I be able to resist him giving me a hard time in private at some future date?
The chances of that did not look good.
20/80.
If I was lucky.
Chapter 12
LION
There was no way I was gonna be able to stay friends with Brigid forever. She was too damn sexy to resist.
Good thing I wore my shades to Universal Studios. Whether we were waiting in line for a ride or wandering from place to place in the park, I couldn’t stop staring at her. Even with the tinted lenses of my shades, it was so bright out I was worried she’d catch me constantly checking out her ass in her yoga pants.
No matter how hot it got, she never unzipped her hoodie far enough to see any cleavage, but I stared anyway. I didn’t think she had any idea how hot she was. She acted like her body was an afterthought. Her torch of red hair was pulled back in a ponytail, but all that did was call attention to her beautiful face.
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