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“My mind is blown right now. I always see him with the American flag pin on his jacket and the U.S. military hat, but I never thought much more about it.” She swatted my chest. “See, this is exactly why you’re amazing at your job. People like Albert feel comfortable enough to open up to you.”
If that were only the case here. In reality, it was Albert’s attempt at cheering me up. He thought if I knew how shit of a time he had, I’d naturally realize the blessing my own life was. In a way, it had that impact, but it also made me feel wildly inadequate.
“Oh, thank heavens!” Lainey said and clapped quickly before putting her hands back on the steering wheel.
The car picked up speed, and the traffic all but vanished behind us. We were moving again.
“See,” she exclaimed. “I told you we’d make it in time.”
“We’re not there yet.”
She growled, and damn it if that wasn’t the cutest fucking thing I’d ever heard.
“Take that back or knock on wood. I swear to all that is holy if we don’t get to that venue on time, I’m going to do ungodly things to you.”
My mind dove headfirst into the gutter, imagining what ungodly things Lanes was capable of. Her mouth on mine, her tongue trailing my body, her fingers raking down my back, cutting red lines into my skin. Her pretty blue eyes, blinking up at me as she took my cock deep into her—
“You okay?” Lanes snapped her finger in front of my face, and that beautiful erotic image disappeared, leaving me grateful for the fact that Lainey could not read my mind.
“Yeah, fine.” I scraped my nails through my hair, trying to center myself, but that image of Lainey kept poking at the edges.
She shrugged but didn’t say anything else. We drove the rest of the way in silence, our game of Would You Rather silently ending. I could have asked her more questions, distracted myself from the visions I couldn’t keep away, but if I was being honest with myself, I rather liked the images.
Lainey tapped her hand to the beat of a Taylor Swift song and hummed along to the chorus. She was doing nothing spectacular, yet the happiness that effortlessly poured off of her made me feel things I couldn’t explain. Or maybe I didn’t want to.
After all, this was Lainey. And like Franc said, she was simply too good for me.
An hour later, Lainey called her contact at the venue, who informed her they had a spot saved for her in front of the building. I hadn’t even thought about parking and if we’d have to carry the cake far. I enjoyed the city, but I preferred small town life. At least I didn’t have to circle the block to find parking. There was always plenty of parking in the lots unless it was bingo night at the rec center. Then it was every man and woman for themselves. Those old-timers took their bingo far too seriously.
We pulled up, and a woman waved at us before maneuvering a car out of a space. I watched in awe as Lainey parallel parked perfectly in the vacated space.
“What?” she asked when she put the car in park. “Laurent taught me and Sherry how to parallel park when we got our permits.”
“Of course he did.” Laurent taught me too, along with my two best friends from high school. It was just another thing Laurent was good at.
“Jealous?” she asked, and my head snapped to her pretty blue stare.
“Why would I be jealous?”
“I don’t know. You’re acting weird again. Stop that.”
“I’m not acting weird.”
“If you say so. Now, if you can get the door for me, I can grab the cake.”
“You are not carrying the cake. I did not sit in a car with you, losing my patience over traffic, to watch you carry the cake. I got it.”
“It’s heavy.”
“I can bench press two and a half times my body weight. I think I can manage.”
She popped the back of the car, and I leaned in, taking the perfectly packaged cake in my hands.
“Okay, just be careful.” Panic rose in her voice, and I shook my head.
“I’m starting to wonder if your idea of heavy and my idea of heavy are two entirely different things.” My eyes darted to hers, then, on their own accord, scanned her body from one sexy curve to the next. Jesus Christ. I needed to get a damn grip.
Lanes bit her lip and closed the car up with one swift yank. “Follow me,” she said and hurried in front. The damn cake blocked the best view of her ass.
