derek
It’s crazy to admit,but love at first sight does exist. From the moment Ryanne walked in the door, my dick has been hard and my heart is a fucking marshmallow. Letting her set the pace of our relationship might kill me, but I know it’s the right thing to do. She’s my future, my soulmate, and I can’t risk scaring her off.
“Would you have dinner with me tonight so we can get to know each other?” Allowing someone else to take the reins is totally against my nature, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to win over my girl.
“Dinner sounds great.” She smiles at me, sending hunger shooting down the center of my body, heading straight for my cock. This girl owns me lock, stock, and barrel and doesn’t even realize it yet.
She suggests we meet at the new little diner at the end of the block in an hour, and I agree. After she leaves my temporary office, I text my brother.
I’m working on getting my girl and getting laid.
The three littledots appear on the screen before another message pops up.
This is Emma and EWWW. That’s TMI.
I rollmy eyes and laugh. I guess Ethan is busy if he has his wife answering his texts.
Tell your dumbass husband I’ll be busy tonight, but I’ll talk to him tomorrow.
After she sends a thumbs up,I put my phone away and head out to meet my girl. I decide to walk the long way to the diner to give myself time to prepare for our first date.
The small fifties-style diner is packed when I walk in the door thirty minutes later. I glance around but don’t see my girl anywhere.
I’m about to ask for a table for two when goosebumps pop up on the back of my neck. “Hi.”
Ryanne walks up and I can’t resist the urge to lean down and place a kiss on her soft cheek.
“Hi, love.” I smile down at her.
“Table for two?” A middle-aged redhead walks over to us, holding laminated menus.
“Yes, please.” I smile at her. “In the back if possible.”
She looks between the two of us then winks. “Alright. Follow me and I’ll see what I can do.”
After leading us to a round booth in the back of the busy diner, she places both menus on the table. “What can I get you started with?” We order drinks and our friendly waitress walks away.
“I’ve been dying to try this place out since they opened, but I haven’t been able to find the time.” Ryanne glances around. “My roommate says they have the best burgers and fries.”
“Then I know what I’m having,” I tell her.
The waitress comes back with our drinks, and we both order burgers and fries.
While we eat, I tell Ryanne about myself and my pain-in-the-ass family.
“I met your brother once.” She smiles. “I actually work out at the main WesCo location, and he helped me when I couldn’t figure out a machine.”
“I hope that asshole was nice to you,” I growl as uncomfortable emotions flow through me.
“He was very nice and helpful,” she assures me.
“But not too fucking helpful, I hope.” I’m losing my fucking mind. The thought of another man, even my happily married twin, touching my girl sends jealousy zipping through my soul. I give my head a shake, trying to pull myself together, and notice the shocked look on her face. “Sorry.” I take her soft hand and rub my thumb across her knuckles. “You turn me into a neanderthal.”
“Oh.” She bites her bottom lip. “I think I really like that.”
I’m glad one of us is able to take this craziness in stride. I move the conversation to subjects that are less likely to set my territorial tendencies off. “Are you from the area?” I know I’ve never seen her before.
“No.” She shakes her head. “I’m from a little town in Texas. My senior year of college, I visited Cincinnati for a marketing conference with my professor, and Earl Benton was there looking for a new marketing intern.” She dips a fry in ketchup and brings it to her juicy lips, causing my cock to thump behind my zipper. As she swallows, I watch her delicate throat move and fight the dirty thoughts filling my mind. “He interviewed me and offered me the position on the spot.” Earl Benton is smarter than I gave him credit for. “When my internship came to an end, he offered me a full-time position, and I already had an apartment in town with an awesome roommate so I stayed in town.”
“Tell me about your roommate.” Please let it be a female.
“Cara works at Bent Out of Shape as a personal trainer.” The jealousy clouding my brain clears. “We met in orientation and immediately hit it off.” Ryanne shrugs. “We’re both orphans who grew up in foster homes.”
“I’m sorry you had a rough upbringing.” I brush a strand of hair from her soft cheek and tuck it behind her ear. “I plan to share my pain-in-the-ass family with you.” Wariness enters her expressive brown eyes, and I realize I have my work cut out for me to prove to her how much she already means to me. Soon, my girl will understand that I won’t give up until she’s mine forever.
After our meal, I walk her to the parking lot. “Thanks for having dinner with me.” As her lips part for my kiss, I forget we’re in a busy downtown parking lot and pull her curvy body against mine. Her soft tits press against my chest, causing my cock to harden between our two bodies. Ryanne’s gasp slides down my throat, and I pull back and lay my forehead against hers. “Sorry for attacking you. You make me lose my mind.”
“I’d love for you to attack me again if we could find somewhere more private.” I throw caution and my intention to take things slow right out the window and grab her hand.
“My place is right up the road.” I drag her to my SUV before she’s able to change her mind.