God, it was just so sad…..
“Are you crying again?” Danny asked, tossing his phone aside and quickly moving to her side to take her hand.
“No!” she rushed out, turning her head quickly and discreetly wiping at her eyes before she turned back around and plastered a big smile on her face. “I’m fine.”
“Do you want to rent another movie?” he asked, shifting on the bed so that he was lying on his stomach next to her.
“No,” she said, shaking her head and refraining from telling him that she was all movied out for the moment. “I thought I’d read a book or take a nap,” she said, deciding that a nap would probably be the best choice since reading a book like this wasn’t very comfortable and well, there really wasn’t anything else that she could do thanks to the rug burn on her ass.
“A book sounds like a good idea,” he said, nodding approvingly. “Do you want me to go find you something to read?”
“I was actually thinking about taking a nap,” she said, nibbling on her bottom lip as she looked over at him, a little terrified that he was going to bring up marriage again, but thankfully he didn’t.
“A nap sounds good, too,” he said, nodding.
“Well,” she said, clearing her throat uncomfortably, “I was thinking that while I took a nap that it would be a good time for you to go spend some time with your family.”
He shook his head as he laced their fingers together. “I’m fine where I am,” he said, smiling as he leaned down and brushed his lips teasingly against hers.
She nearly whimpered when he pulled away. After finally knowing what it felt like to really be made love to by a man, she was back to hand holding and chaste kisses that lasted less than a second and she hated it. She wanted to kiss him, to sit on his lap, to move on to all those sexual positions that she’d never tried, because Jerry had only been able to handle one, and he’d hardly been able to handle even that. She wanted to have sex in the bed, on the couch, in a car, against the wall, in the shower. Basically, she wanted to have sex, lots of sex with her incredibly hot boyfriend, but until her ass, back and arms were rug burn free that was wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
“You’re not tired,” she said, sighing as she pulled her hand away from his.
He shrugged, taking her hand back. “We’ll take a nap, watch a movie, have dinner and maybe I’ll run out to get us a few new books later,” he said with that charming smile that she loved, but was adding to her frustration.
“Look,” she said, licking her lips, “I really appreciate you staying with me for the last couple of days, but you don’t have to stay here. We’re in Florida with your family and you haven’t spent any time with them, because you’ve been stuck babysitting me.”
“It’s not babysitting,” he said with a reassuring smile that she wasn’t buying….not at all.
Her eyes narrowed on him, studying that charming smile, the lazy way that he played with her fingers and what she saw had her pulling her hand free. With a glare, she did what needed to be done.
Chapter 35
“Stop pushing me, you evil little munchkin!”
Taking a sip of her soda, she simply shoved him and kept walking. He threw her a murderous glare over his shoulder, but he smartly kept that incredibly fine ass of his going. Shaking her head in disgust, she took another sip of her soda as she watched the pouter walk towards the ticket booths where his brothers were waiting for them.
She still couldn’t believe that he’d used her to get out of spending time with his family. It was shameful, she thought eying an Eeyore stuffed animal that she decided the big baby in front of her was going to buy her for playing this little game with her.
“You shouldn’t be out of bed,” he threw over his shoulder, obviously trying one last pathetic attempt to get out of this. Her ass hurt with every step she took, but it wasn’t anything that she couldn’t handle.
“Keep walking,” she said, making note of where that cart selling the Eeyore doll was for later.
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“Little demon!” Lucifer snarled reaching for the stuffed Eeyore only to get his hand slapped away.
“It’s mine,” Tinkerbelle snarled back, hugging the Eeyore that she’d made Danny buy her a few minutes ago when she’d discovered that it was the only one left in that size in the entire park.
“I hope you get trampled by dwarves,” Lucifer bit out with a glare aimed at Tinkerbelle as he shook his hand off.
“Lucifer Bradford!” his mother gasped, looking absolutely stunned as she came to a stop beside them.
“She started it,” Lucifer muttered, sending the stuffed Eeyore in Jodi’s arms another glare as he folded his arms over his chest and walked off to glare at her from a distance.
“Keep walking, mama’s boy,” Jodi said, making a pathetic attempt at trash talk with a taunting smile only to let out a little squeal of surprise when Lucifer suddenly came back, forcing her to jump behind Danny and hide.
“Mama’s boy?” Lucifer snarled, trying to reach around him to grab her.
Sighing, because this was just getting sadder and sadder by the minute, Danny reached behind him, grabbed Jodi by the arm and gently pulled her in front of him where he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close as he glared over her head in warning. Lucifer grumbled something about little bullies as he walked off with a pout.
“Where would you kids like to start?” their mother asked, adjusting the Mouse ears she’d made his father buy her.
“It doesn’t matter to me,” he said, while the rest of his siblings started debating where they should start, kissing the top of Jodi’s head as he noted the exact moment that his mother realized that he wasn’t going to be able to go on ninety percent of the rides.
“Oh, Danny,” she said, looking absolutely heartbroken. “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking when I-”
“It’s fine, mom,” he said with a wink, pressing another kiss against the top of Jodi’s head as he pretended that he didn’t see the look that passed between his brothers and sister or the fact that his father looked like he wanted to put his fist through a wall.
“No, no it’s not,” his mother murmured as she gave him that look that he’d grown to hate soon after he’d come out of his coma. She reached up and rubbed her temples, with a little shake of her head she said, “I should have planned this better.”