Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Josie laughs as she pops the door open and hops out. I do the same and meet her at the back cargo door. I open it up and pull out a blanket and a six-pack of beer. I nod toward the interior. “Grab the basket.”
Josie blinks in surprise as she grabs the picnic basket I had packed earlier. “Dinner?”
“I made some sandwiches. Threw in some chips.”
I lead her a few feet away and lay the blanket out on the ground. Josie and I both drop down to it.
“It’s kind of dark out here,” she says as she looks around. “Kinda creepy, actually.”
I laugh as I pull out a beer from the six-pack and twist the top for her. I hand it over and say, “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you from any killer clowns that might be lurking.”
Josie takes a sip of her beer as I open one for myself. After I take a swallow I nod toward the blanket. “Lie down.”
She cocks one of those beautiful modelesque eyebrows at me. “I thought you said you didn’t bring me out here to seduce me.”
“Lie down,” I say little more forcefully, giving her a no-nonsense look. “On your back.”
Josie snickers and lies down on the blanket, resting her beer bottle on her stomach. She looks up at me and bats her eyelashes flirtatiously. “Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me, Mr. Olson?”
“I’m going to lie down right beside you,” I tell her. I lie next to her, shoulder to shoulder, and I look up at the inky black sky. “Just look at the sky and watch.”
It’s quiet between us for several long moments. We both lie there on our backs with our beer bottles resting on our stomachs and watch the sky. I hear Josie’s gasp before I actually see what causes it.
“Oh my God,” she murmurs in wonder.
I see a streak of sparkly brilliance cut across the sky before it flickers out of sight. Then I see another. I wait only a few more seconds and then another.
“Tonight’s the Cresson meteor shower,” I tell her softly, then reach over and take her hand in mine. “I thought you might enjoy coming out and watching it.”
I feel Josie move slightly and roll my head to look at her. She has her face turned my way. “You brought me out here so I can see a meteor shower?”
The wonder and softness in her voice touches me.
“I know damn well you’re so busy you probably didn’t even know there was a meteor shower going on tonight. It’s actually going on for a few nights, but tonight’s supposed to be really good viewing because of the weather.”
Josie squeezes my hand. “I think this may be the best date I’ve ever been on in my entire life.”
I laugh and give her a squeeze back. “You’re only saying that because I brought microbrews instead of cheap beer.”
“Something like that,” she says quietly, then turns her head back to look at the sky.
We sip at our beer, pointing out different shooting stars as we catch sight of them. We make ridiculous wishes on each one.
Josie wishes for world peace, no-calorie ice cream that tastes good, and a decent DC Comics movie to come out. I tell her she obviously has not seen Wonder Woman yet and vow that we’ll watch it the next night she has off. I wish for unlimited morning blow jobs—which she says is not going to happen—and for another Stanley Cup victory next season.
We eat sandwiches, drink another beer, and I stand by close to Josie with my back turned when she has to pee so killer clowns don’t get her.
We go home and she insists on a shower, and I’m not one to deny her, especially when she invites me in. I’m also not one to deny her when she insists on riding my cock.
After, and as she usually does, she drops down in exhaustion—this time on top of me—and goes out like a light. I carefully slide out from under her, take care of the condom, and just as carefully slide back into bed. I think about going into the living room to watch some TV, but it really holds no appeal. Instead, I manage to pull Josie’s body back on top of mine without waking her, and I lie there for a very long time just thinking about how amazingly perfect the night was.
Something I’ve never had before.
Something I didn’t think I needed.
Now that I’ve had it, it’s something I don’t want to do without.
Chapter 14
Josie
“Need me to help you with that?” I ask Reed as I watch him struggle up the front stairs of my porch.
He grunts and huffs. “Nope. Got it.”
“We really shouldn’t have bought such a big one,” I say as I turn to push my door open. I step into the foyer, backing up as Reed advances toward me with the huge-ass 4K television he just talked me into buying.