I don't know where bold Addy came from, but I really like her. I had wanted to ask her out on a date, but I chickened out and figured calling it a celebration dinner for a successful event would be easier. But she totally called me out on it. I've never been more grateful or turned on.
Because now this is an actual date, and I will be able to treat her like she deserves to be treated. Sitting here at our table in this upscale restaurant, I can’t take my eyes off her.
Yes, I’m here with my best friend’s daughter, with a woman almost young enough to be my daughter. I should feel guilty, and I do, but not enough to walk away. I fought this for so long I can’t do it anymore. Come what may I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it.
She looks striking with her glossy brown hair styled with curls and her golden amber eyes alight with laughter. The dress looks great on her and shows off her curves, making me want to take her home right now.
For once, I even got dressed up just for her.
Even though this is not somewhere Savage Bones would hang out or even consider entering, I'm constantly scanning the restaurant.
“What looks good, sweetheart?” I ask as we both look over the menus.
She's biting her plump bottom lip, making me want to kiss her again. Finally, she names a chicken dish, and I find it on the menu. It's one of the cheapest items.
I know my Addy would rather have a steak over chicken any day, but I think the prices are causing her to double back and choose the cheaper dish. I’m not having that.
“Oh no, sweetheart, get the steak. I know you want it, and I brought you here for that reason,” I tell her. At my words, she looks up at me with a question in her beautiful amber eyes.
“Don't look at the prices. Just get what you want. Money is not an issue. I would not have brought you here if it was,” I tell her.
She smiles and looks down at the menu again, trying to hide the blush that covers her cheeks.
When the waitress comes back around, she orders the steak that I know she wants. I order a steak too and also an appetizer for the table.
I've had many first dates in my life, and most of them were absolutely horrible. I hate the talking and getting to know you stage. Most women on first dates ask the stupidest questions, such as your favorite color, what you do in your free time, and other things that are superficial and a waste of time to talk about.
But it's different with Addy. We already know each other pretty well, so the conversation flows. I know she likes her steak cooked medium, and she likes a loaded sweet potato over a loaded regular baked potato. I also know she's eyeing the chocolate cake for dessert, but won't order it herself, so I will be getting it for us.
She knows that I don't like the cucumbers in my salad, and will take them from me, so they don't go to waste. She also knows I switch to water after my first drink of the night and that I love the bread at the table with my dinner and not beforehand.
We actually have a lot more in common than I realized. I found out that she loved the first ride on the bike, and she is already asking when I will take her out again.
Every once in a while, I have a thought that she should have gone to the women's shelter. Because now that I know how she fits so perfectly into my life, it only cements the fact that I am not going to let her go.
My friendship with John is already out the window. If he's flipped sides, there's no bond or loyalty there. And I find that I don't care how mad he gets when he finds out that I've made his daughter mine.
All tonight's dinner did was make me fall in love with her even more. The way she smiles and looks at me, the way she giggles at my stories that I'm pretty sure are not even funny is priceless and makes me desire her with a vengeance.
Tonight, her fate was sealed, and she doesn’t even know it.
When the waitress comes back and asks if we saved room for dessert, Addy says no, but I just smile.
“We will take a piece of the chocolate cake to share,” I tell the waitress as she takes our dinner plates.
Addy looks at me her eyes wide.
Grinning, I tell her, “I know you wanted the cake, but I also know you wouldn’t order it for yourself. You never do.” I want her to get used to me spoiling her because it’s going to happen more and more.
“My dad would always say I didn’t need dessert. That if I wanted to find a husband, I couldn’t order dessert on a date or they wouldn’t be attracted to me,” she says. Her smile is forced as she tries to pretend it doesn’t bother her.
I’m starting to see a whole new side of my now ex friend and I am not liking it all. What other bullshit has he been telling this goddess about herself? How long has he been putting my sweet angel down? Well, no more. There’s not going to be any more of that shit.
“Well, that’s crap. You want the cake, you order the cake. I will be more offended if you don’t. I had no idea he was feeding you bullshit lines like that, or I’d have put a stop to it sooner.”
“He just wanted to make sure I didn’t put on any more weight. I already have to shop in the plus size section, and I know guys like the skinny girls. I’m not blind.” She nods to a table near us, where a guy with a dad bod is clearly on a date with a super skinny woman. The woman looks like she hasn’t eaten since high school, and you can see every notch of her spine in her backless dress.
“Now, you listen to me. That isn’t attractive to me. I love those curves and I’d be completely okay if you put on a few more pounds because it gives me more to hold on to. Did you see the girls my MC brothers brought with them today? We love curves, baby. You don’t even want to know what the thought of you pregnant with my baby does for me…” I trail off as my dick gets painfully hard. Fortunately, I’m saved when the waitress walks up to our table.
“Can you box that up for us? We need to get going,” I say never taking my eyes off Addy. Once the waitress walks away, I drive my point home.
“At just the thought of you naked, I’m now hard as hell. I plan to take you home, strip off your clothes and show you how much I love every inch of you. Then I’m going to fuck that idea of you needing to lose weight right out of your head. If you don’t want that, now is the time to say something and stop me.” I tell her barely keeping it together.
She is staring at me wide-eyed. Her nipples are hard under her dress, and her breathing has picked up. She is turned on and I can’t wait to find out how wet she is.
“I want that,” she whispers.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, and think about the abused horse case I helped Asher with last month. Hopefully, that will get my dick under control. When the waitress brings the cake in a box, and the check, I barely glance at it and toss down some cash with a hefty tip, and then practically drag Addy back out to my truck.
Once I get her in the truck and situated, then I get in and start it up to get the heat going before I glance over at her.
“Are you wet, sweetheart?” I ask needing to know if that talk affected her the same way it did me. She looks down at her hands in her lap, but when she nods, a beautiful blush covers her face. She is so shy, almost like a…
Then, a thought hits me.
“Sweetheart. Have you ever had sex before?” I ask straightforward and to the point.
“No,” she whispers.
Fuck. She is a virgin, and now my dick is harder than ever. I shouldn’t be excited that she hasn’t been with anyone and that I get to be the one to claim her virginity. And while I shouldn’t be thrilled that no other man has touched her before, I’m grateful that I’ll be her first. Because fuck if I’m going to walk away and let anyone else have her.
“We can wait until you are ready…” I say, even as the words kill me. I don’t ever want her to regret her first time, especially with me.
“I am ready. I want it to be with you. Longer than I should have. I’ve wanted it to be you…” She says, her eyes finally meet mine.
“Then let’s go home,” I say, focusing on driving us back to the cabin.
I can’t look over at her, and I can’t reach out to touch her. Otherwise, her first time is going to be in my truck on the side of the road and I won’t do that to her. If I’d known, I’d have made it even more special, candles and rose petals and shit. But right now, the least I can do is make sure it’s at the cabin and she’s warm and in a comfortable bed. My bed.
Just having her perfume filling my truck is making my dick leak and creating a mess in my pants. This girl is doing things to me no one else ever has, and she has no idea. She isn’t even trying. All she’s doing is just being her, and it’s fucking everything.
The moment we get to the cabin, my truck lights illuminate the porch, and there is Hades lying there.
“He’s here for his peanut butter balls,” I tell her.
“His what?” “I made some peanut butter balls for him last year, and now he shows up once a week for his snack. I keep them on hand. Want to feed him?”
“Yes, please!” She says with the same enthusiasm as a kid in a candy store who was just told she could get anything she wanted.
Leaving her on the porch petting Hades, I go into the kitchen to grab a few of the peanut butter balls. When I get back to the porch, I hand a few to Addy who holds one out to him. Hades looks at me, then back at her.
“It’s okay, boy,” I tell him.
He looks at her again and more gently than I have ever seen him, he takes the peanut butter ball from her hand and scarfs it down. She holds out another and again he is so gentle, like he’s afraid he’s going to hurt her.
But when I hold mine out, he’s back to his usual self, drooling and coating my hand as he takes it from me, which makes Addy laugh. Hades looks between us again and then gives me a look almost like he can’t believe we are together.
“Why don’t you go in and get warm? I want you naked in my bed by the time I come inside,” I tell her.
Once again, her eyes go wide at my dominant tone. Then she pets Hades one more time before disappearing inside.
“She’s mine, boy, I can’t believe it either,” I tell him and hand him the last ball I brought out. “Things are about to get bad around here, boy,” making him look up at me with more of a ‘what the fuck’ expression.
“The sheriff is helping Savage Bones. He’s not on our side anymore. That is what started this and why Addy is here with me. But I have a feeling with him on their side, things are about to get worse. We could use any help we can get.” I tell him while I scratch behind his ear in the way I know he likes.
He nods almost as if he understands me before he stands, runs off the porch and disappears into the tree line at the edge of my property.
Going inside, I take my time making sure the cabin is locked up tight because I plan to focus all my energy on my girl tonight.