Touching Down by Nicole Williams

Author:Nicole Williams [Williams, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Touching Down
Publisher: Nicole Williams
Published: 2016-10-07T21:00:00+00:00

“SWEET BABY JESUS.” I was moaning an hour later, alongside Grant.

“Oh, God, that’s good,” he grunted, his body practically trembling.

“Yes, right there,” I breathed, pointing at where I had in mind.

“You like that?” His words were muffled from what his mouth was busy working over.

“Yes,” I groaned, arching my back, “it’s so good.”

“Once you have yours, I want mine.”

Once I’d swallowed, I ran my tongue across my lips, not wanting to miss a bit. “Open up,” I purred.

Then I brought a chunk of banana cream pie to his mouth and waited for him to finish his bite of hamburger.

The spread we’d had laid out for us at the other restaurant had nothing on the one laid out in front of us now. Grant had driven us to an old-school burger joint in a quieter part of Brooklyn. Cheeseburgers in every variety, an assortment of fried sides—from waffle fries to giant onion rings to pickles—a tower of milkshakes, and the most recent additions, dessert. Or the plural version of that word.

At first, Grant didn’t look like he knew what to think of the banana pie, but after getting past the texture of it, his eyes grew big. He hadn’t finished the bite before he stabbed his fork into another.

“No more fancy eight-star restaurants for us,” he announced for the dozenth time. “Who would want to eat that when there’s food like this?”

I thought of the diners in that restaurant. Then I scanned the last two diners left in this one: Grant and me. “Sophisticated people.”

Grant grunted then scooted the almost empty basket of onion rings in front of me. Those had been my favorite of this culinary masterpiece.

When I snagged one and dunked it in a container of tarter sauce, Grant smiled at the corsage still on my wrist. Then his gaze crept a little lower to my hand, lingering on my fingers. It was a random coincidence that I’d held out my left arm for Grant to slide my corsage onto. I guessed it wasn’t a coincidence that Grant was staring at a certain finger on my left hand.

“How many men after me?” His forehead creased as he asked his question, setting down his fork.

His question surprised me. “What?”

“How many men have you been with since you were with me?”

I swallowed the bite of onion ring and set down what was left of it. Wolfing down fried food didn’t pair well with this type of conversation. “Like how many guys have I dated? Had as boyfriends?” My weight shifted on the counter stool I was situated on. “Had sex with?”

Grant’s jaw tensed, but he relaxed it right after. He answered me by lifting a shoulder.

I’d thought Charlie’s little “mom doesn’t go on dates” spiel would have answered any questions in his mind about these topics, but maybe it had only made him more curious.

The longer I took to answer, the more he looked like he was bracing himself for a full-on dissertation. Little did he know my answer to his questions could be summed up in one breath.

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