MacKenzie Fire(25)

I can’t help the Cheshire Cat grin that comes over me when I consider Ian owing me a debt of gratitude. This is way too awesome to pass up. Option B it is.

I turn my head, grab his face with my two hands, and plant a huge wet kiss on his lips, angling my mouth so I can tangle my tongue up with is. He is my sex slave and I command him to French-kiss me!

After a couple seconds of that and my heart going bananas, I stop, pull back with a loud smacking of lips, and look at Ginny as I sigh with immense happiness. I am not faking that emotion either. I get to make out with this master kisser and have him owe me a favor after? Hell yeah. Double points. Life is good. No, life is great.

“It was meant to be,” I say. “We met at a wedding. Do you know how many people fall in love when they’re at other people’s weddings?” I sigh again, like I can’t get enough of my man as I sink into his side. “What can I say? I’m the luckiest girl in the world.” My left hand slides over to rest on his thigh. I move it up and down and then closer towards his crotch. “Ian is the best.” I giggle to add a little extra pizzaz to my act and squeeze his leg.

He grabs my hand and pulls it into his lap to keep it from getting any closer to his package. I’m a little relieved, to be honest. Sometimes I can get carried away in the moment. I’m pretty awesome at method acting. I can totally get into the character and forget who I really am. Besides, I admit to being pretty damn curious about what he’s packing.

“That’s nice,” she says in a neutral tone.

I can’t tell whether this chick is upset or doesn’t give a hoot. She’s good. Real good.

“So,” she continues, “are you going to the party at Boog’s this weekend?”

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Ian says. He digs his fingers into my shoulder. I think he’s telling me to keep my mouth shut.

“You should come,” Ginny says to me. “All of Ian’s friends will be there. Have you met them yet?”

“No, I haven’t.” I sit up enough so I can look at my honey and show off my boobs. I’m not disappointed when he glances down at them. “We’ve pretty much been spending all of our time inside, if you know what I mean.” I smile slyly. Ian suddenly looks sick. His skin almost matches the color on the walls.

“Well, then, it’s about time you got out, isn’t it?” Ginny starts to walk away. “See you Saturday. It was nice meeting you, Candice.”

“You too, Ginny,” I say, never breaking eye contact with my new beau.

“Are you trying to kill me?” he asks quietly.

I lean over quickly and kiss him on his open mouth before pulling away. “I told you that you were going down. That was a friendly warning. You better start listening or you’re going to be sorry.”

He looks up at the ceiling and slides down in his seat. “I’m already sorry.” His arm slides off my back and flops down by his side and he releases my hand in his lap.

“Don’t be such a poop.” I squeeze him high up on his thigh, making sure my pinkie finger slides against something it isn’t supposed to.

He jumps out of his seat so fast he nearly knocks his chair over, causing people to glance over at the ruckus he makes. He stares down at me in bewilderment.

I look up in total innocence while holding out my hand and batting my eyelashes. “Help me up, would you? I find myself in need of a man’s assistance.”

He grits his teeth together hard enough to make his jaw bounce out, but he holds out his hand and takes mine as I stand. “You better watch it, girl, before you bite off more than you can chew.” He’s almost growling at this point.

Letting go of him, I walk away with my purse over my shoulder, like I haven’t a care in the world. “Never happened before, not gonna happen now.” I let my words flow over my shoulder, not bothering to turn and sneak a peek at him. Chew on that, country boy.

Leaving him in the cafeteria, I’m ready now to watch my best friend have her little baby. I do my best to ignore my racing heart, my spiked blood pressure, and my lonely lady-parts.





Chapter Ten





NURSE RATCHED WON’T LET ME in the room. She’s ordered me to go wait in the little room down the hall with Mack’s parents, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to listen to her and abandon my friend. Andie needs me close by. What if she yells my name and I’m not there to hear it? What if she needs hot water and towels and Nurse Ratched is out on a smoke break?

“What’re you doing out here?” Ian asks, coming up behind me.

I have my ear pressed to the door. “Shhh! I’m listening for screams.”

“Why don’t you just go inside?”

I stand up and turn to face him, since he’s determined to ruin this moment for me. “That bitch nurse won’t let me in there, that’s why.”

“Oh. Well, why don’t you go down to the waiting room with everyone else?”

“Because I’m not everyone else. I’m Auntie Candice, and Andie needs me here.” I go back to pressing my ear against the door. “Actually, she needs me in there, but Nurse Ratched is exercising her tiny speck of power and keeping me out.”

I stiffen as I hear Andie moan. I think it was a moan. Either that or a very long burp.