“You are so throwing a tantrum.”
“Throwing a tantrum would be me lifting you out of that chair andchucking it across the bay before pulling you down on my lap. Now, if you would like to see that, I would be more than happy to oblige you.”
“As tempting as that is, I think we should keep all chairs on the boat.”
“I can chuck it and keep it on the boat too.”
I chuckle. “Not necessary.” I turn toward him and lean in close as the boat starts up and we pull away from the dock. “Is this what I’m going to have to get used to? You needing to be close as much as possible?”
“Yes,” he answers.
“Just like that. Just a yes.”
He nods. “You have a problem with that?”
“No, you just don’t seem like the type of guy who needs to be touching his girl at all times.”
“I wasn’t…until you.”
Well, if that doesn’t make my cheeks blush…
And my body heat.
I was right about how different this relationship is compared with every other one I’ve had.
“Your cheeks are flushed,” he says, turning toward me as well and cupping my face.
“That’s what happens when you say things like that.”
“It also happens when I’m buried between your legs.”
My face heats up even more from the brazen comment.
“Graydon.” I chuckle.
“What?” He looks at me as if genuinely curious and unsure why I just said his name.
“You can’t say things like that in public.”
“Sure as hell can.”
I laugh. “God, do you ever care what anyone thinks about you?”
“The answer would be no unless it has something to do with my mom and my family…well, and now you.”
“I thought we weren’t supposed to care what people think about us.”
“We aren’t, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to get pissed about it when someone tries to fuck with us.”
“But people love us.”
“For now,” he says. “The true trolls haven’t sunk their teeth into our situation yet. Trust me, everyone will have an opinion, and the internet will make it easy for those opinions to be voiced.”
“Then we just stay off the internet.”
“Solid plan.” He takes my hand in his and links our fingers together. “By the way, I was thinking about our upcoming games and was hoping that you would be at the first one. Not just because of our PR thing we got going on.” He looks me in the eyes. “But as my girlfriend.”
Oh God, why is he so adorable, asking like that?