Page 46 of Small Town Swoo

How was work?

Fine.

Are you tired?

A little.

I frowned. Was she upset with me? Fucking hell, I shouldn’t have kissed her. I was about to apologize again when she sent another text.

I thought maybe you’d come up to the bar tonight.

I was going to.

Why didn’t you?

I wasn’t sure it was a good idea.

Why not?

I hesitated before replying but decided to be honest.

Because I would have been coming to see you.

It took her a while to respond.

And that’s a bad thing?

It could be. If we’re going to stay friends.

Because friends don’t hang out when one of them is working?

I exhaled, my thumbs hovering over the screen. I was either about to blow this up or take it to the next level.

Because friends don’t think about each other the way I think about you.

Seconds ticked by.

How do you think about me?

I am not sure I should answer that question.

Answer it.

Next level it was.

Naked.

In bed with me.

Begging for my cock.

Why would I have to beg?

Because I’m not done fucking you with my tongue.

Three dots fading in and out.

One erection surging to life beneath the covers.