Hey guys! This one was slow in coming because for a little while there I was pretty sure the mojo had died on all my fanfic ideas, but, I opened this tonight and started to see how things would go… and boom! Chapter 16 was born! Really excited to share it, and of course to hear what you think, as always!!
Previously on Devil Wears Discount :
“What’s the policy on touching?”
“Like, we’re a couple; we’ve…been intimate, right?”
I didn’t answer, “So, we’re comfortable with each other, with the touching.”
“What kinda touching we talkin’ about here?” I jerked my eyebrows, “I mean are we talking third base at the dinner table or –“
“No, I mean when I’m with a woman,” that didn’t make my heart beat faster or anything, not at all, “I’m tactile, and …attentive,” he said, his eyes flashing to my lips.
Mind in the gutter; mind all down in the gutter.
“Is that right?”
“Yeah, how are you with guys?”
“Honestly, I’m sort of afraid of PDA…A little…a lot.” I shrugged.
“I don’t know, I just don’t like the idea of people judging me like that, and kissing and groping, they’re intimate personal things that I don’t think the world needs to see…”
He nodded, “I respect that, but Sookie, she needs to see it, this isn’t real…right?”
“So, I can’t think of a better way of securing in her mind that we’re together and you’re balancing your life better by giving a guy a shot, than by giving this guy a shot and going for it.”
“What you’re saying is shit or get off the pot.”
He laughed, “Yes, eloquent as always, Boss.”
“You can take the girl out of Louisiana, an all that.”
“I’d like to see Louisiana Sookie come out to play more…”
“Anything else you’d like?”
He bit his lip, and God help me I wanted to replace his teeth with mine. So many lines were crossed; in fact I was pretty sure the line was now so crossed I was expecting Jesus to show up on it.
“There are a few things I’d like, but I’m not so sure it’s so right wanting them…”
I waited for him to tell me, instead he just shook his head and looked to the ceiling again.
“Come on, tell me!” I poked him in the arm.
“I want to make out with you. There, I said it.”
I just rolled my eyes.
“I mean I’m not talking about blowing me in a bathroom or something, and I know, I know it’s not meant to be on the table, but ever since the first time we did …that… it’s been on my mind.”
“Blowing you in a bathroom? What is going on in that head of yours?!” I laughed, he shrugged smiling, “hey I can’t help it, full time case of foot in mouth, what can I say.”
“Or dick in mouth, as you’d clearly like it to be,” I giggled.
He got quiet, and honestly I don’t know if it was just to break the tension, or just to see how he’d react, but I softly reached over, turned his face to me, and kissed him sweetly once on the lips, and I didn’t move back until he opened his eyes.
“You sure?” he choked out, and I just shrugged moving back in for another kiss.
It was going to be an interesting night, that’s for sure.