Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“Not tonight. I just want a nice, cold beer and to be left alone.”
Uncle Rick chuckled, and then something caught his eye.
“What is it?”
“I was just not expecting Joey Sinclair to walk through the door, and wow, it has been a long time since I saw her like that.”
His curiosity got the better of him, and Axel turned. Fuck, it was a good job he was sitting, because his cock went from flaccid to thick as he watched a sexy Joey walk into the bar. She didn’t look left or right, she just sashayed that sweet ass up to the bar and took a seat.
“Hey, Rick, can I get a beer, please?” she asked.
She wore a knee-length dress, like a white floral milkmaid’s dress that emphasized her large tits, shapely hips, and nice curved ass. He had never seen her in a pair of heels, but they looked sexy as fuck. As long as he’d known Joey, he had seen her in some kind of jeans or pants or shorts. Rarely a dress.
“Coming right up, beautiful,” Rick said.
Joey smiled at him, and Axel saw several guys admiring her from afar. There was no way he was going to let them get a chance with her, so he quickly closed the distance.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he said.
She turned and that smile he was used to was back in full force. He noticed she had put on a little bit of makeup, but not much. Enough to enhance her beauty, but not to cover it.
“I had no idea you’d be here,” she said. “Enjoying the cold beer.”
“I’m always here on a Friday night. What brings you here?”
“My parents have taken Adeline for the weekend, and they told me to go out and have some fun. My sister also.”
He knew her sister, Ashley Sinclair, and she was at least five years older than Joey.
“So, you’re all alone?”
“That’s right. Wait, you’re not some kind of axe-wielding murderer on the weekends, are you?”
“Only at Halloween.”
Joey threw her head back and laughed. “I like it.”
He winked at her, mainly because he had torn a couple of shorts, painted red on the hems, and held a blunt axe, to go to a few Halloween parties. He wasn’t exactly inventive.
“What do you dress up as for Halloween?”
“The busy mom,” she said. “Trying to make it home in time to take her kid out trick-or-treating.”
“Sounds like hard work.”
“It is, but Adeline is worth it.”
The music seemed to pick up a notch.
“Do you want to dance?”
The last time he asked, she had declined, but she frowned and then put her hand in his. “Sure, why not?”
Now he was surprised, but he wasn’t about to take it back. Gripping her hand firmly but not hard, he led her onto the dance floor. There were already several couples there, and he pulled Joey in close, and as he stared into her blue eyes, he was completely entranced by her. She was stunning.
“Do you do this often?” she asked.
“No, I don’t do a whole lot of dancing.”
“You should. You’re good.”
He had both hands at her waist, and he couldn’t bring himself to look anywhere else. It was like they were the only two people to exist.
The music sped up, he grabbed her hand and suddenly gave her a twirl, spinning her away from him, then pulling her back toward him. He gyrated his hips and felt as Joey followed his lead. For a good hour they danced, and when it came to a slow song, he expected her to go back to the bar, only she took hold of his hand and then placed his other at her waist.
“This is nice, thank you,” she said.
“You’re not too bad a dancer at all.”
“It has been a long time since I danced with anyone but my daughter.”
He knew there hadn’t been anyone since George. It was common town knowledge that Joey was completely devoted to her daughter. Staring into her eyes, he couldn’t help but drop his gaze to her lips. They looked so plump, so inviting. He wanted to kiss her.
Rule one. He had to keep remembering rule number one. He refused to break it. Only, he was already breaking rule number three. Joey was a single mother.
And then, he didn’t know what made him change his mind. Just one moment he was looking at her, and in the next second, he pulled her in close and broke his first and third rule by kissing Joey.
He expected everything to just make him stop. The reality of what he was doing. Feeling her lips against his. Something had to stop him.
Only, it didn’t.
Nothing stopped him, as he kept kissing her, and it felt so damn good.
****
It was a little fuzzy to Joey how they had gotten out of the bar. She wasn’t exactly sure who drove. They took her car, but she didn’t drive.