Lisa wasn't lying when he said he wanted to dress me. He put my bra back on me and then pressed a small kiss to my shoulder before slipping my shirt over my head.
"I'd prefer you stay out here while I go find Jisoo. You have that well pleased look on your face and it's seriously sexy. I don't want to end up in a fight."
More compliments. I wasn't sure I'd ever get used to this from him.
"I came here with Jisoo because I was trying to encourage her not to sleep around with guys who would never look at her for more than a fun time. Then you came with us and now here I am in the backseat of your car. I feel like I owe her an explanation."
Lisa didn't reply right away. He studied me a moment but I couldn't really read his facial expression in the darkness. "I'm trying to decide if you meant that to sound like you were doing what you encouraged her not to do." Lisa moved his body back over mine and slipped his hand into my hair. "Because I've had a taste and I'm not sharing. This isn't just for fun. I may be slightly addicted."
My heart slammed against my ribs and I took a deep breath. Wow. Okay. Oh my. I managed a nod and Lisa lowered his head and pressed a small kiss to my lips before running the tip of his tongue along my bottom lip. "Mmmmm, yeah. You stay here. I'll get Jisoo to come out here and talk to you."
Again, all I could do was nod.
Lisa moved away from me and was out of the door and sauntering back toward the honky-tonk. Before I could catch my breath.
He might think he was addicted but he had no idea how he made me feel. At least he could walk. I'd have never been able to stand on my own two feet so soon.
Sitting up straight, I pulled my skirt back down and scooted over by the door. I needed to get out and move to the front but I still wasn't sure I trusted my legs. Was this even normal? Should a guy be able to make you feel this way? Maybe there was something wrong with me. I shouldn't be reacting to Lisa this way... should I?
This was one of those times I really needed a female friend. The only one I had was Jisoo and I was pretty sure she wasn't the best person to give advice when it came to guys. I needed my mom.
The ache that set in when I remembered her returned and I closed my eyes to fight it off. I couldn't let that sadness in right now.
The door opened and there stood Jisoo smiling at me. "Well, look at you. Making it with the hottest thing in Rosemary in the back of his Range Rover. And here I thought you wanted a blue collar man." Her words were somewhat slurred.
"Climb on in, Jisoo, before you fall on your ass out here," Lisa said from behind her. I looked over her shoulder. He looked annoyed.
"I don't wanna leave. I liked J'B, or was his name Bolton? No wait, what happened to Peter? I lost him... I think," Jisoo rambled on as she climbed into the back seat.
"Who are J'B and Bolton?" I asked as she gripped the headrest and then fell backwards onto the seat.
"Earl is married. He said he wasn't but he is. I could tell. The married ones always have the smell about 'em."
What was she talking about?
Jisoo's door closed and I started to ask her more when the door beside me opened. I turned to see Lisa standing there with his hand held out for me to take. "Don't try to make sense of anything she says. I found her at the bar finishing up a round of six tequila shots that married J'B had bought her. She's trashed."
This wasn't exactly how I had hoped tonight would go. I'd thought downhome country boys would be different. Maybe treat her with respect. But then she was wearing red leather short shorts. I slipped my hand into Lisa's and he squeezed mine. "No need in explaining anything to her tonight. She won't remember it in the morning."
