Chapter 13
Ryan
“All you need is a boom box or for me to be standing here in an ugly bridesmaid dress for the picture to be complete.” Scott’s grin said he found something funny, but I wasn’t sure what it was. I’d been struck by how sexy he looked in his suit, and I wasn’t sure what he was talking about.
Had I missed part of the conversation?
Had he always looked that hot when he went to work?
It was no wonder all those little old ladies loved going to him. “What?”
A boom box?
Scott laughed. “You need to watch more movies.”
“I do watch movies.” Just not the ones he was watching, because I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Never mind.” He shook his head as he stepped closer. “All you watch are explosions and idiots trying to save the world.”
It was my turn to shake my head. “What other types of movies are there?”
I was mostly kidding. He had a not-so-secret love affair with old movies. Everything from really classic…AKA really old…to newer classics from the eighties.
Scott grinned and then leaned in to give me a kiss. No prompting required and barely a blush. “I think since you’re my boyfriend now I should get to pick the movies more often. I think that’s a rule or something.”
I reached out to run a hand up his arm. “I think you’re making shit up.”
“Possibly, but since we’re in a relationship where rules are the norm, there’s nothing to say I can’t make up another one.” His eyes danced with excitement and he leaned in closer to my touch.
“I’m pretty sure I only agreed to rules about sex.” I was not the type of…sub who wanted rules about housework and things like that.
He snickered. “So we’re trading sexual favors for movies?”
I wasn’t sure if it was a question or a suggestion, but it would work for me. “Deal.”
Scott let out a bark of laughter and shook his head. “I thought this was a date, not a negotiation.”
“Why can’t it be both?” Leaning in, I gave him another quick kiss. I wasn’t sure if being able to touch him like that would ever get old, but I hoped not. “But you’re right. We’re supposed to have fun. I want to have fun with you.”
He blushed slightly. “I’ve always had fun with you. This just makes it even better.”
He was so sweet. “Me too.”
Taking Scott’s hand, I pushed off the car and glanced toward the restaurant. “You ready for dinner?”
“Starved. I didn’t get much time for lunch.” As he walked beside me toward the door, Scott brushed his arm against mine and smiled. “Some of my ladies came in because they had another friend who needed help.”
The way he stressed “help” had me smiling. “I’m starting to think you’re just getting clients because those old ladies like the way you fill out that suit.”
He blushed. “Some of my clients are married or men.”
“You’re smart and good at your job, but that doesn’t mean you’re not eye candy to those old ladies. And no discriminating, those old guys might find you hot too. You never know.” I loved the way his blush deepened as he shook his head.
“You’re insane.”
“That doesn’t mean I’m wrong.” Then I grinned. “I have an idea. I say we let Dare decide. He hasn’t seen you all dressed up. We’ll see if he thinks you’re eye candy in this suit.”
Scott shook his head again. “You’re crazy.”
