Chapter 43 #2
We all sat in a comfortable silence and Vera didn’t take her eyes off me the entire time. We both exchanged looks and winks, and I couldn’t contain my smile.
I didn’t know how we’d gotten here. How we’d gone from strangers sharing a night together, to two people head over heels in love with each other, ready for whatever the future held.
Life had thrown a lot at me over the years, but it seemed to finally be giving me a break.
I had an amazing job, a loving group of friends, and I had Vera. I was truly happy. Finally.
Chapter 44
A FEW MONTHS LATER
Cara
“Yes. Hold it just like that. Good girl.”
I turned around and deadpanned. “Vera. You cannot whisper something like that into my ear when I’m holding a weapon. Dangerous things can happen!”
She only winked in response. “I’m serious, babe.”
She chuckled, raising her hands in surrender. “I know, I know. I’m sorry, it was just too easy. I’ll give you space. Wouldn’t want you to lose one of those pretty little fingers.”
We were at Ax-olutely Not! Some hole-in-the-wall axe throwing place Vera dragged me to.
I was hesitant at first. Weapon throwing didn’t seem like my idea of a good time, but after a few rounds, I was starting to enjoy it.
There was something cathartic about being able to pour anger into throwing something and it being in a safe environment.
I wasn’t very good at it, but I was having fun.
I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat, trying to shake off her soft voice in my ear. She’d been trying to seduce me all day, and it was working. We’d only been there for twenty minutes, and I was already counting down the minutes until we could leave.
The past few months with Vera had been a whirlwind of sex, sleep, work, and more sex.
I swear, it was like she couldn’t get enough.
Somedays, I had to take an extra shot of espresso just to keep up.
Some days. Most days, I was the one initiating it.
After the first time. My body was always craving her.
I groaned when I missed the target by way too much… again. “It’s your turn.”
Of course, she was a natural. It was those damn arms. If she donated them to a village of starving cannibals, they’d never go hungry again. That was morbid, but true.
“You’re doing good, baby. You’ll get the hang of it. Besides, it’s more important that you’re having fun. It’s not a competition.” She kissed my forehead and I wanted to stick my tongue out at her like we were in middle school. That was easy for her to say. She was a pro.
“That’s because you’re better than me. But I am having fun. I’ll have even more fun if I win, though. Just saying.”
She smiled while she positioned herself. I couldn’t help but stare, knowing she was doing everything on purpose. We’d sort of made a little bet. The first one to cave got teased until they couldn’t take it anymore.
We hadn’t really been out of the house a lot in the past few months. Since we healed things between us, we sort of have spent that time… learning about each other. Everywhere. She forced me out of the house with this little bet, and knowing how competitive I can be, she knew I’d agree.
But she wasn’t playing fair. First, she wore a white tank top. White! Like I wouldn’t notice her nipples peaking through! On top of that, showing her arms? Cheater!
Not only did she wear a killer top, she decided to find the tightest pair of jeans humanly possible and put them on.
Her ass was practically busting out of them, and her legs?
Fuck I wanted to be between them so bad!
When she bent over to stretch before throwing her axe, I had enough, I couldn’t keep my mouth closed even if I wanted to.
“Okay, you’re cheating!”
She turned around and frowned. “What’s wrong, princesa?”
“You! Wearing that outfit, bending over like that. You are trying to get me to cave!”
She grinned, taking a step toward me. I tried to take a step back to create more space, but there was nowhere to go. She had my back against the wall, reaching up to caress my face. She leaned in closer and whispered, “is it working, mi amor?”
“Fuck,” I groaned, not meaning for it to slip out. Goddamn her and her fucking accent! It was a losing battle. “Yes. Fuck yes, it’s working. You win, okay? Please finish the game so we can go!”
“Oh princesa. I thought you could hold out.” She faked a pout with the hint of a smirk.
I rolled my eyes. “No you didn’t. Imagine if I wore the red dress from fairview. How long would you have held out?”
“Not even long enough for you to put your shoes on. But we can’t leave.
We have a game to finish. And I feel my energy diminishing.
We might be here a while.” She winked and I wanted to argue, but I’d lost the bet.
Even if she did cheat in order to win. To be fair, I would’ve done the same if I had thought about it sooner than right at that moment.
For the next excruciating two hours, I got progressively worse at ax throwing as she got progressively slower.
She was having the time of her damn life while I was over there fighting for mine.
We weren’t even going to make it home. I’d have to touch her in some way in the car.
Maybe I could distract her from the bet. If only for a little while.
I had somehow beat her, but I think that was because she let me. She tried to deny it, but there was no way she unintentionally lost, when she’d started out beating me.
“Come on, princesa,” she said as she held open the car door for me, just like she did every single time I got into a car. “It’s time I collect my winnings.” She winked.
“You already did. That last two hours had been torture. I think I suffered enough.”
“I’m sure you think that. But I know you can take it. Besides, I know how much you love to be teased.”
I got into the car and let her kiss me, groaning at how delicious she always tasted. “Mmm. That’s true.”
The night was sure to be a long and satisfying one to come.