Page 31 of Miss Matched


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She had me laughing, as I rolled over on my side and pulled up the covers. The room felt a little cold, despite my body temperature.

“Stay overnight with me and find out. If I don’t live up to my promise, you never have to see me again.”

“And we can go back to sexting?”

This woman drove a tough bargain, but I admired her for it. She knew what she wanted. Of course, that was apparent from all those anchovy pizzas she ordered.

“Deal, but that’s not going to happen, at least not unless everything falls apart.”

“Falling apart is my MO.”

That was Dani talking, not Shannon. I wanted to guide her back to Shannon’s tenacity and grit.

“Not this time. This time it’s different. Shannon would never allow it.”

There was a long pause and more splashing while I waited for an answer.

“I’m washing my breasts with my hands, and my nips are still hard from my ferocious orgasm.”

And with those words, I knew the self-doubt had ended.

“Your orgasm was ferocious? I’ve never heard that term used in conjunction with an orgasm before.” I was teasing her now, hoping she’d commit to our date.

“Yes. Ferocious. Never experienced anything like it before while masturbating.”

“I feel the same way. We may be onto something.”

“I can only imagine what might happen if we actually do this in the same room, in the same bed. We may self-combust.”

“I’ll bring a fire extinguisher, just in case. But are you willing to take the risk? Life is all about risk taking. If we don’t take a risk every now and then, we’re not learning, not living.”

Again, I held my breath while I waited for her answer.

“Is that your creed, Jonathan?”

“One hundred percent, Shannon,” I said.

More silence, while the sound of water gently splashing filled my room. I’d placed the phone next to me when this all had started.

“Same restaurant?” she finally asked, as my heart skipped a beat or two, and those damn butterflies fluttered around in my stomach at what was about to come true.

“You mean our restaurant?”

I let out my breath, hoping she was finally relenting.

“Yes, our restaurant, The Ripe Tomato.”

I rolled out of bed and did a little victory dance. My smile was as big as my nephew’s when he opened his next-to-impossible-to-get video game this morning while he sat next to the tree. Truth be told, I felt exactly like him. He’d done a crazy little dance around the room as well, only he wasn’t naked.

I forced myself back under control and calmly said, “Okay… I’ll make the reservation so we can ring in the new year in our room, in bed… doing dirty things to each other. How does the Mulberry Inn sound?”

“That beautiful little inn just outside of Selinsgrove?”

I’d been in it a couple times, and I had a feeling Dani… or rather, Shannon might like it. No dolls or bears, more of a primitive country look with dark shades of blues, reds, and black.

“Yes. I think you might like it.”

“I’ve always wanted to stay there… I mean, it sounds perfect. Okay… that’s settled. Now where were we?”

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