Page 19 of Eating Kandy


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My mouth falls open. “But you don’t have to…”

“I’m going with you.” He says each word slowly, deliberately, as he moves into the bathroom. “If you think I’m letting you face those fuckers alone, them all knowing we spent the last two days together, you’re out of your mind. I’m actually surprised it took two days for the crowd to build.”

My heart melts into a puddle in the middle of my chest. “I’ll be fine, Ryder. You honestly…”

“Wait. For. Me.” His tone leaves no room for argument.

I look around my bedroom in confusion. “Okay, then. Guess I’ll go wait by the door.”

Chapter Seven

Ryder

Istay close behind Kandy as we step into the diner. I wasn’t lying when I told her I had no intentions of letting her face her friends alone now that the news spread. But I have to admit, I thought Ted exaggerated when he said the whole town expected breakfast. Scanning the restaurant now, I realize he was right.

Wall to wall people pack the joint with no room left to sit. Booths are four people deep on both sides and the stools are all taken just like the tables in the middle. The Halloween decorations are still intact though and it looks like Kandy has no intentions of moving the jack-o-lanterns any time soon.

People sit and stand three deep at the counter as Ted rushes to fill coffee mugs. I catch sight of Theo with an orange apron to match the Halloween decor tied around his waist, weaving between tables and bodies with his own coffee pot. I had no idea this many people still lived in this tiny New England town.

Kandy comes to an abrupt stop in front of me and my arms slide around her middle to steady us both.

She leans back against me briefly and whispers, “Holy shit, Ry. You’re good for business.”

I chuckle. “I guess so, sweetheart,” I whisper back.

She rewards me a soft laugh that vibrates through her and touches my soul.

She turns a little to where I can read a mouththank youon her lips.

I feel better knowing me being here helps make this moment easier for her. And feeling her body against mine reminds me about what we started this morning, but didn’t get to finish.

Jesus.Her pussy is addictive. I woke up thinking of her sweetness and I couldn’t stop myself from sliding down for a taste. Since sunrise this morning I’ve been exceedingly conscious of the clock ticking on my time with her and the limit to the number of chances I have to taste her. Or to claim her tight little body with mine.

She has me so wound up, I’m contemplating hiking her over my shoulder, doing a full U-turn back to her place and forgetting about the diner for the next twenty-four hours.

But it’s clear my fantasy is dead before it has a chance.

“They’re here!” Someone calls from the far corner of the diner. As one, every head in the place turns toward us.

Creepy as fuck.

Silence washes over the joint for a brief moment. I swear, not even the clink of a spoon stirring coffee can be heard. And then the silence is broken by a deafening cheer.

People hoot and holler. A few stomp their feet and smack palms against tables. I hear a few calls of “finally!” and “way to go!”

It was overwhelming and completely nuts how involved people are in other’s lives.

I hate that Kandy has her back to me. I can’t see her face to see how she is taking this ridiculous display, but it can’t be good. I’m pretty sure no woman in the history of the world would be happy to have a cheering mob show up to celebrate her losing her virginity.

Damn small towns. I figure this is why my parents left all those years ago. No way it was all about the money.

I figure Kandy has to be sitting somewhere between mortified and distraught.

I send up a silent prayer that she won’t cry. I don’t have a clue what to do in the face of Kandy’s tears.

But I’ve underestimated my Kandy. She pulls herself from my arms and throws me a quick wink over her shoulder before turning to face the cheering room. She inhales deeply and lets out an ear-splitting whistle, holding her hands up, palms out. It takes a minute, but the room finally settles to a murmuring with a few quick outbursts here and there.

“I don’t know what you’re all so happy about. I thought y'all liked my pie.”

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