I stayed there stewing in my own insecurities for so long, that I missed my chance to order food. Caleb appeared in the bathroom doorway scrubbing a towel over his wet hair. “Didn’t you want any food?”
“Nah.” I shrugged. “It’s overpriced here. Let’s just get something on the road.” I made my way over to my bag, grabbed some panties and shorts, and finished dressing. The sooner we got out of California, the sooner I could put Alex Bishop behind me, and move on to a happier future.
oooooooooCaleb
She assured me she was fine, but she wasn’t acting fine. I should know by now that when a woman uses the word fine, she is anything but. We’d been on the road for about an hour now, and Riley had spent most of the time staring out the window. One leg was bent, and her foot was tucked up on the seat. She’d pulled her hair up, and we’d opted to ride with the windows down. The sea breeze was whipping through the cab of my truck. “You hungry yet?” I had to practically yell over the sound of the wind.
“I’m fine.” She shrugged one shoulder without looking in my direction. There it was again. Fine.
“I need to fill up. I was thinking we could stop for gas up here, and maybe grab something.” I motioned to the sign boasting about fuel and eats up ahead.
“Sure.” She glanced at me, and then back to the window.
“Rils.” I reached over and gently squeezed her forearm. “What is going on? Did I do something to upset you?” I pulled off the exit, and followed the signs for gas.
“What? No!” She shook her head. “I’m just…” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’ve got a lot going on in here.” She tapped the side of her head. “I kinda ran away. You know? I left and didn’t tell anyone, and now I’m going back. I don’t know what I’m back to though. What if my parents are so mad that they stop talking to me? What if I ruined our relationship?” Her lip trembled as if she was about to cry.
I pulled up to a pump. “You didn’t ruin anything. You may have changed things, but you didn’t ruin them.” I opened my door and hopped out. After swiping my card at the pump, I leaned in through the window. “Go grab some munchies.” I pumped the gas as she went in the little store.
It didn’t take long until we were back on the road. “I didn’t know what you’d want, so I got a mix of things.” She smiled as she began digging through a bag. She produced a muffin and some powdered donuts. “Pick one.” She smiled.
“I’ll take whatever you don’t want.” I tossed back. To be honest, I’d eat anything. I was hungry and I was never a picky eater. Plus, I’d eat anything to see the smile she just gave me.
“How about we share?” She broke the muffin in half and held out a piece. I leaned to the side and opened my mouth. When she placed the muffin next to my lips, I took a bite.
“Your turn.” I mumbled as I chewed. I watched as she delicately took a bite and attempted to catch the crumbs that were falling from her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed as the morsel made its way into her stomach. “I think you were hungrier than you want to admit.” I chuckled as her eyes opened.
“Maybe.” She grinned as she held it up for me to take another bite. This time I was able to put the remainder in my mouth. When my lips touched her fingertips, I made sure to suck lightly. Her eyes flared before she yanked her hand away. I watched as she shifted in her seat. I was turning her on.
“Something wrong?” I fought to keep amusement out of my voice.
“Nope. I’m fine.” There she went again.
“Un huh.” I laughed. She finished off the muffin before moving to open the donuts. We followed the same routine eating them, only they made much more mess. By the time we finished, we both had powdered sugar all around mouths, and Riley’s fingers were coated.
“Got any napkins in that bag?” I teased as I attempted to lick the sugar off.
“Sorry.” She grimaced. “I guess I wasn’t thinking about that.”
“That’s ok. Come here.” I motioned for her to move closer. As soon as she was within arm’s reach, I gently lifted her hand. I carefully leaned slightly to the side as I licked each finger clean. Her breathing picked up, and a little moan slipped from her lips. My hand slipped causing the truck to jerk.
“Watch the road!” She squeaked as I Iicked the last finger. She pressed her legs together and I couldn’t help but snicker.
“You still fine?” I mused as frustration settled on her features.
“Yep.” She turned away from me as she shifted again. She was trying to relieve the pressure I was slowly building within her.
“I don’t believe you.” I laughed. “You seem tense.”
“Nope. Not at all.” She quipped as she stared out at the road. We were reaching the state line and heading into the flat boring part of the drive.
“Need me to stop so I care of that.” I nodded to where she’d now crossed her legs.
“Nope.” She still refused to look at me.
“I think you do. I think that you’re thinking about last night. You know that now it won’t hurt. You know that feeling I gave you
