for Saturday?”
“Hmm?” His lips move, parting sensually, but I’ve no idea
what words if any just came out of them. I know exactly what those lips are
capable of and that’s the only thing filtering through my mind at the moment. My
God. Those lips are orgasmic. “I’m sorry, what?”
He laughs and looks over at Luke quickly before returning to
my stunned face. “I asked if we’re still on for Saturday.”
I nod. A lot. My head might have fallen off if I hadn’t
forced myself to stop. “Yup. I made reservations for the five o’clock show.” I
clear my throat and take a sip of my water before continuing. Christ. It
feels like I swallowed super glue. “Um, we have to be there fifteen minutes
before show time. I arranged for Nolan to get his picture taken with the King.”
His eyes light up and his cheeks hollow out with his
dimples. “Oh man. He’s going to freak out over that.” We smile at each other
and the other two guys could probably catch on fire and I doubt either one of
us would notice. I definitely won’t notice. “Good idea, Princess Mia.”
“Yeah, I can be pretty awesome sometimes.”
Luke slaps Ben’s back and the sound snaps me out of my
obsessive gazing. “Well, as much as I’d love to stand here and listen to you
two not flirt with each other, I’m starving and we need to get back out
there.” He smirks at me. “You know, bad guys to catch and all. Protect and
serve. That whole thing.” He turns his head toward Reed. “Sorry to interrupt
your date.”
“It’s not a date,” I blurt out, immediately regretting the
hidden implication that I’d never actually be on a date with Reed. I look over
at him, silently pleading for him to agree with my statement and not make this
anymore awkward than I’ve just made it.
Help a girl out. Don’t leave me hanging here.
He cocks an eyebrow at me. “Well, that’s the last time I
service you with my free hand underneath the table. You’ve broken my heart,
Mia.”
My jaw hits the table I definitely was not recently serviced
under. Is he nuts? “What?” I manage to choke out.
“What the fuck did you just say?” Ben questions with a tone
that no man in his right mind should challenge. “Say it again, asshole, and see
what happens.” He moves closer to Reed but Luke steps between the two.
“I’m gonna let him punch you if you say something stupid
like that again,” Luke states, straining his head over his own shoulder to
connect with Reed. Ben and Luke are roughly the same size, so Luke doesn’t have
any difficulty in holding him back. Reed, on the other hand, is more leaned out
than muscular and probably wouldn’t stand a chance against Ben. Luke turns back
toward Ben who is still looking ready to kill. “Not a date, man. Just relax.”
His words are barely audible, but I hear them. And Ben seems to calm down as he
processes them himself.
Reed holds up his hands in surrender. “Kidding. Jesus
Christ. You used to have a sense of humor, Ben. What the hell happened?”
Ben places his hand on the back of my chair again, hovering
over me in a very possessive way. If I’m not mistaken, it’s as if he’s staking
his claim in front of Reed, just like he did the other day on the pier. But
this time, I don’t object to it. This time, the very thought of being Ben’s
doesn’t infuriate me. It intrigues me. I want to know what that feels like. But
he asked me out for Saturday as friends, and friends don’t act like that with
each other. So that can’t possibly be what he’s doing right now. He’s probably
just looking out for me. So I push those thoughts to the back of my mind and
watch his eyes shift back to mine. He hasn’t said anything else to Reed but I
don’t think he needs to. His actions and demeanor are speaking loud enough for
him. “I’ll pick you up at four o’clock. I figured we’d surprise Nolan so I’m
not going to tell him where we’re going.” His tone is friendly, all edginess
and agitation
“Hmm?” His lips move, parting sensually, but I’ve no idea
what words if any just came out of them. I know exactly what those lips are
capable of and that’s the only thing filtering through my mind at the moment. My
God. Those lips are orgasmic. “I’m sorry, what?”
He laughs and looks over at Luke quickly before returning to
my stunned face. “I asked if we’re still on for Saturday.”
I nod. A lot. My head might have fallen off if I hadn’t
forced myself to stop. “Yup. I made reservations for the five o’clock show.” I
clear my throat and take a sip of my water before continuing. Christ. It
feels like I swallowed super glue. “Um, we have to be there fifteen minutes
before show time. I arranged for Nolan to get his picture taken with the King.”
His eyes light up and his cheeks hollow out with his
dimples. “Oh man. He’s going to freak out over that.” We smile at each other
and the other two guys could probably catch on fire and I doubt either one of
us would notice. I definitely won’t notice. “Good idea, Princess Mia.”
“Yeah, I can be pretty awesome sometimes.”
Luke slaps Ben’s back and the sound snaps me out of my
obsessive gazing. “Well, as much as I’d love to stand here and listen to you
two not flirt with each other, I’m starving and we need to get back out
there.” He smirks at me. “You know, bad guys to catch and all. Protect and
serve. That whole thing.” He turns his head toward Reed. “Sorry to interrupt
your date.”
“It’s not a date,” I blurt out, immediately regretting the
hidden implication that I’d never actually be on a date with Reed. I look over
at him, silently pleading for him to agree with my statement and not make this
anymore awkward than I’ve just made it.
Help a girl out. Don’t leave me hanging here.
He cocks an eyebrow at me. “Well, that’s the last time I
service you with my free hand underneath the table. You’ve broken my heart,
Mia.”
My jaw hits the table I definitely was not recently serviced
under. Is he nuts? “What?” I manage to choke out.
“What the fuck did you just say?” Ben questions with a tone
that no man in his right mind should challenge. “Say it again, asshole, and see
what happens.” He moves closer to Reed but Luke steps between the two.
“I’m gonna let him punch you if you say something stupid
like that again,” Luke states, straining his head over his own shoulder to
connect with Reed. Ben and Luke are roughly the same size, so Luke doesn’t have
any difficulty in holding him back. Reed, on the other hand, is more leaned out
than muscular and probably wouldn’t stand a chance against Ben. Luke turns back
toward Ben who is still looking ready to kill. “Not a date, man. Just relax.”
His words are barely audible, but I hear them. And Ben seems to calm down as he
processes them himself.
Reed holds up his hands in surrender. “Kidding. Jesus
Christ. You used to have a sense of humor, Ben. What the hell happened?”
Ben places his hand on the back of my chair again, hovering
over me in a very possessive way. If I’m not mistaken, it’s as if he’s staking
his claim in front of Reed, just like he did the other day on the pier. But
this time, I don’t object to it. This time, the very thought of being Ben’s
doesn’t infuriate me. It intrigues me. I want to know what that feels like. But
he asked me out for Saturday as friends, and friends don’t act like that with
each other. So that can’t possibly be what he’s doing right now. He’s probably
just looking out for me. So I push those thoughts to the back of my mind and
watch his eyes shift back to mine. He hasn’t said anything else to Reed but I
don’t think he needs to. His actions and demeanor are speaking loud enough for
him. “I’ll pick you up at four o’clock. I figured we’d surprise Nolan so I’m
not going to tell him where we’re going.” His tone is friendly, all edginess
and agitation
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