Protecting Her Curves by Regina Wade

Author:Regina Wade
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

“I’m sorry, no. That booth is not selling ‘Deep Fried Butter.’” Sage says. Her tone is a mixture of incredulity, admiration, and sheer horror.

“That’s a 10-4, ma’am. It does, they do, and it’s delicious.” I glance down at the curvy ginger beside me, a teasing smile slipping onto my face.

“You want to try it?” I ask.

“Butter is what you fry things with. That sounds not just crazy, but downright impossible. Of course we’re going to try it, Jax.” Sage answers, humor dancing in her bright green eyes.

The county fair was already in full swing by the time we got here, booths full of tempting fried foods and rigged games bracketed on both sides by rattling death-trap rides. Here and there the fairground is dotted with local artisans selling homemade crafts, or preening animals boasting blue ribbons for one thing or another. The scent of popcorn and cotton candy filter through the air, punctuated by the shouts and laughter of revelers.

Hours later and the sky is beginning to grow dark. The sun is huge, lowering slowly in a swirl of oranges and pinks against the wooden stage at the far end of the grounds where a B-list country band is playing all of their greatest hits.

Sage is still adamantly refusing my every offer to take a ride in one of the more energetic rides, citing the fact that they were assembled in under an hour by carnival workers.

I have to admit her logic is sound, but teasing her about it is too much fun.

“What about that one?” I point at what is essentially a human trebuchet, catapulting strapped-in couples into the stratosphere.

The look she gives me is worth several choice words.

“Come on, Sage. Live a little.” I laugh around a mouthful of crispy batter. “Exotic cuisine is nothing compared to a slow ride on a Ferris wheel. How dangerous can that be?”

Sage rolls her eyes so hard she almost chokes on her fried butter.

“Let’s see. They could have put the screws in wrong. Or skipped a few altogether— you ever buy an Ikea shelf, Jax?”

That gets a laugh out of me.

“Or they haven’t been inspected in years.” She begins to tick points off on her fingers while I chuckle.

“The safety inspector is an old high school buddy. Trust me, they’re safe.” I tap my chest with one thumb, giving her my best reassuring grin.

Sage doesn’t look reassured.

“Would I do something to risk your life so soon after saving it?” I ask innocently.

She doesn’t say a word, just holds up her half-eaten treat.

“Every single thing we’ve eaten today is definitely taking our lives in our hands, Jax.”

“Come on. I promise, no matter what happens, I’ll keep you safe.” I say seriously.

That gives Sage pause, her attitude shifting from stubborn belligerence to thoughtful quiet.

“Alright. One ride, so you better make it worth it.”

I wrap one arm around her waist, guiding us into the Ferris wheel line. She leans into me, her curves pressing perfectly against the side of my body.

“Trust me, Sage. It’ll be the best ride of your life.

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