wanted her
heart. I liked Shaw, she was gorgeous and engaging, and my cock was so fucking
hard for her I was going crazy, but someone’s heart wasn’t something I was
looking for at the moment.
I gave our order to the teenage girl at the window and a couple
minutes later she handed us our food. Handing Shaw her drink I set the bag of
food in my lap as I drove away.
“If you give me the bag I can divvy up the food.” Shaw offered.
“Can you survive five more minutes?” I asked, a plan forming in my
head to give us more time together.
“I don’t know, do you like your arm?” She returned.
I chuckled at the insinuation of her eating my limb. “Come on, you
can handle five minutes.”
Deep exhalation. “Maybe, why?”
“Tell you in five minutes.” I threw her a smirk.
She cocked her eyebrow, effectively torturing the hell out of me,
and making the swelling in my pants even more of a discomfort. “I have to wait
for my food and to find out why. You’re really stretching your luck, Evan.”
“Hey, I have some skittles in my pants. Want to taste the
rainbow?”
She turned to look out the side window, but I saw the grin she was
attempting to hide. “No, skittles leave a nasty taste in my mouth.”
I laughed. “Do you like pickles? I’ll give you a nickel to taste
my pickle, and then I’ll make you shiver as I deliver.”
She giggled under her breath. “I only like those Vlasic pickles
that snap when you bite them.” Her eyes came back to me with a bright twinkle
in them. “Is it one of those?”
I shuddered through my amusement. “Nope, definitely not a Vlasic.”
“It’s probably one of those nasty limp pickles.” Now she
shuddered.
My affronted look wasn’t faked. “Not even close.” I groused.
“Okay, okay, calm down. It’s only a pickle.” She snickered.
I shook my head. She always had a comeback and I loved it. My
destination came into view and I drove through the entrance and parked.
Grabbing the bag of food and my drink I climbed out of the car pretty certain
she’d follow, and I was right.
“Where are you going?” She yelled hopping out.
“Don’t forget your drink.” I hollered back instead.
Arriving at the nearest picnic table I set the bag down and began
unpacking the food. She appeared ten seconds later.
“What are we doing here?” She grumbled.
“Decompressing.” I responded.
Normally I’d decompress with exercise, and still would when I got home
later, but Shaw needed it as well and I wasn’t sure what she had planned for
tonight. I figured I could make certain she got fifteen minutes at least. I
passed this park with its small lake and footpath everyday I drove to and from
work and noticed it was a good place to picnic and get a short walk in.
I handed Shaw her burrito. “Eat, and then we’ll take a quick walk
to stretch our legs.” Grabbing my burrito I sat on top of the picnic table, my
feet on the bench seat.
Shaw narrowed her eyes on me…glanced behind her at the lake…looked
down at her burrito…and finally climbed up to sit next to me…three feet away.
God forbid she sit too close.
“Did you know burritos are the perfect food?” I queried before
taking a bite.
“How’s that?” She asked, taking a bite of hers.
Getting my mouthful down I answered. “It has meat, cheese, beans,
vegetable, fruit, and grain.” I remembered Shaw had gotten a meat-free burrito.
“That is if you order it right.” I amended.
“It’s better for you without the meat, and tomatoes as a fruit
have been extensively debated, but rather than argue this time I will agree
with you.”
“It’s a miracle. I have just witnessed a miracle.” I stated this
to my burrito like it could
heart. I liked Shaw, she was gorgeous and engaging, and my cock was so fucking
hard for her I was going crazy, but someone’s heart wasn’t something I was
looking for at the moment.
I gave our order to the teenage girl at the window and a couple
minutes later she handed us our food. Handing Shaw her drink I set the bag of
food in my lap as I drove away.
“If you give me the bag I can divvy up the food.” Shaw offered.
“Can you survive five more minutes?” I asked, a plan forming in my
head to give us more time together.
“I don’t know, do you like your arm?” She returned.
I chuckled at the insinuation of her eating my limb. “Come on, you
can handle five minutes.”
Deep exhalation. “Maybe, why?”
“Tell you in five minutes.” I threw her a smirk.
She cocked her eyebrow, effectively torturing the hell out of me,
and making the swelling in my pants even more of a discomfort. “I have to wait
for my food and to find out why. You’re really stretching your luck, Evan.”
“Hey, I have some skittles in my pants. Want to taste the
rainbow?”
She turned to look out the side window, but I saw the grin she was
attempting to hide. “No, skittles leave a nasty taste in my mouth.”
I laughed. “Do you like pickles? I’ll give you a nickel to taste
my pickle, and then I’ll make you shiver as I deliver.”
She giggled under her breath. “I only like those Vlasic pickles
that snap when you bite them.” Her eyes came back to me with a bright twinkle
in them. “Is it one of those?”
I shuddered through my amusement. “Nope, definitely not a Vlasic.”
“It’s probably one of those nasty limp pickles.” Now she
shuddered.
My affronted look wasn’t faked. “Not even close.” I groused.
“Okay, okay, calm down. It’s only a pickle.” She snickered.
I shook my head. She always had a comeback and I loved it. My
destination came into view and I drove through the entrance and parked.
Grabbing the bag of food and my drink I climbed out of the car pretty certain
she’d follow, and I was right.
“Where are you going?” She yelled hopping out.
“Don’t forget your drink.” I hollered back instead.
Arriving at the nearest picnic table I set the bag down and began
unpacking the food. She appeared ten seconds later.
“What are we doing here?” She grumbled.
“Decompressing.” I responded.
Normally I’d decompress with exercise, and still would when I got home
later, but Shaw needed it as well and I wasn’t sure what she had planned for
tonight. I figured I could make certain she got fifteen minutes at least. I
passed this park with its small lake and footpath everyday I drove to and from
work and noticed it was a good place to picnic and get a short walk in.
I handed Shaw her burrito. “Eat, and then we’ll take a quick walk
to stretch our legs.” Grabbing my burrito I sat on top of the picnic table, my
feet on the bench seat.
Shaw narrowed her eyes on me…glanced behind her at the lake…looked
down at her burrito…and finally climbed up to sit next to me…three feet away.
God forbid she sit too close.
“Did you know burritos are the perfect food?” I queried before
taking a bite.
“How’s that?” She asked, taking a bite of hers.
Getting my mouthful down I answered. “It has meat, cheese, beans,
vegetable, fruit, and grain.” I remembered Shaw had gotten a meat-free burrito.
“That is if you order it right.” I amended.
“It’s better for you without the meat, and tomatoes as a fruit
have been extensively debated, but rather than argue this time I will agree
with you.”
“It’s a miracle. I have just witnessed a miracle.” I stated this
to my burrito like it could
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