Mending by J. B. McGee Page B

he cou ld see the desire in her eyes. Her voice was low, seductive, and husky when she replied, “T he very death of this stupid friendship idea.   I can’t fight this anymore. ”
    Bradley almost choked on the milkshake.  “Damn, don’ t say th ings like that to me while I’m eating or drinking . ” He chuckled when he saw the expressi on on her face turn to despair.  “O r you’ll be the death of me.  Gabby....” 
    She interrupted him, “Now, that would be tragic.”
    “You have no idea.  Want to get this food to go?”
    “Go where?” She huskily replied.
    “Somewhere more private.”
    “ Mmmm , t hat sounds delicious.” She winked.
    He shook h is head as his hooded eyes watched her .   She was sexy, beautiful, and she made him laugh.  He was very impressed at her ability to make whitty double inuendos .
    He motioned for the waitress and told her that they needed to leave quickly and ask ed her to make everything to go and bring the check.
    He swiftly pulled his wallet and threw down thirty dollars, telling her to keep the change. 
    He picked up their bag and the styrofo rm cup with their milkshake while holding his hand out to her, helping her out of her seat. 
    She placed her h and in his and smiled s hyly.  “Do you have any idea w here we’re going?”
    He glanced down at her as he quickly led them to his car.  “Hotel.   Just leave your car, I’ll bring you back.”
    She ga sped as she bit her lip smiling. “Okay.”
    After he opened her door and put the food in the center console, he was unable to contain himself any longer.  He put his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss.  He could feel and hear her moaning on his mouth.  He pulled back panting. “Gabby.  We have to get outta here.  Like now.”
    S he touched her swollen lips as she shook her head in affirmation.  Her eyes gleamed with anticipation.
    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.   It was all he could do to not devour her in the middle of the parking lot.   “ God, I want you so bad.  Get in the car.”
    She climbed in while Bradley raced to his side.  He sped out of the parking place and onto the street.  He surveyed the strip of road for the nicest hotel he could find.  There wasn’t a lot of choice s .  He decided the Comfort Inn and Suites was probably the nicest and closest thing he could find.  This was going to be the worst part of a long distance relationship with her, finding a place where they could be intimate.  It wasn’t about the money, but more of comfort and luxury.  He also didn’t want her to feel like a whore by taking her to hotels.  He decided in the future he’d do more researc h on places and he’d find bed and breakfasts for them to meet. 

    Gabby
    They sat in silence until they arrived.  The heat and desire was palpable.  She was try ing to not grin like a fool, and it was taking all the control she had to refr ain from squealing.  John’s words that had been playing in her mind over and over came back.  She knew she had m ade the right decision because John was right.  She was a walking ticking time bomb o f pent up sexual frustration, a lthough, she still had no plans of having sex with him.  She hop ed that he remembered that.  Gabby started to worry that he had taken her comment the wrong way.  Yes, she wanted to be with him, but she hoped he knew that she wouldn’t budge on the whole sex before marriage thing.
    She was worried if she said anything about it, it would ruin t he mood.  She decided she’d just see how things played out and pray for the best, give him the benefit of the doubt. 
    When he parked he looked over at her with piercing blue eyes.  He care ssed her cheek.  S he leaned in to his touch smiling.  
    He whispered, “Hey,” as h is brows furrowed, “You okay?”
    She closed her eyes as she nodded, relieved by his touch.
    “No, you’re not.  What’s wrong?”
    “Are you planning to have sex with