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course, it would be a huge mistake to tease him under the table. Not that I didn’t want to. I just knew where it would lead.
    “Yes, my dear.” Scott said softly and I felt his hand on my leg, creeping up my inner thigh. I suppose he had had the same idea as I had, only his brain wasn’t telling him to stop. His brain wasn’t reminding him that hot sex wasn’t the solution to any of my problems. Maybe he would tell me that hot sex was the solution to all of my problems. Maybe I would believe him or at least convince myself of the fact that he could be right. Hot sex didn’t hurt anyone. As I felt his hand creeping higher, I licked my lips nervously and I could feel my heart beating erratically as my skin started to warm up. I shifted in my seat and my stomach curled deliciously. Maybe, just maybe I wouldn’t say no. “Elizabeth.” Scott leaned closer to me as his hand kept creeping up. “I want to be inside of you right now.”
    “Scott.” I blushed, though I couldn’t stop myself from thinking that I wanted him to be inside of me as well.
    “What?” He said and I felt his hands between my legs, his fingers rubbing gently. “Let me...” His voice trailed off as the waitress approached the table, with a tired look on her face.
    “You guys need anything else?” She asked with a slight drawl. “Or can I close up the tab.”
    “You can close the tab.” Scott said, looking slightly annoyed and I quickly shifted and pushed his hand away, my face cooling down as I realized what I’d nearly allowed to happen. “Unless you want anything else?” He gave me a quick look and I shook my head.
    “No, I really should be going soon.”
    “Really?’ He pursed his lips and I could tell that he wanted to say something else. His blue eyes were narrowed and I watched as he ran his hand through his silky dark hair. How badly I wanted to touch it too.
    “Really.” I nodded. “You know that I have things to do.”
    “Like Shane?” He said, his voice stiff and I froze.
    “Excuse me?” My voice rose. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “So I can close up then?” The waitress interrupted us, her face bored and I looked up at her, feeling slightly embarrassed that she’d witnessed our conversation.
    “Yes.” I said with a nod and she just stared at me before walking away.
    “She’s got a stick up her ass or something.” Scott said with a grin and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing, even though I was still mad at him.
    “She does seem like she’s not quite happy to be here.” I said with a small nod and looked away from his eyes.
    “Not quite happy?” He made a face. “She looked absolutely miserable. Like the wicked witch of the west or some old shrew that’s just found out that there’s no cabbage soup to be had for dinner.”
    “Scott.” I shook my head and laughed. “You’re horrible.”
    “She reminds me of Old Trunchball or whatever her name was from that Matilda movie. The mean ugly headmistress?”
    “I know who she is.” I giggled. “But she’s not that bad.”
    “She’s worse.” He continued and I reached over and grabbed his hand and tapped it gently to get him to stop as his voice was getting louder and louder and I was scared that the waitress would hear him and then do something bad. I’m wasn’t sure exactly what she’d do, but she didn’t seem the sort to hear herself being criticized and not say something.
    “Scott, ssh.” I said quietly. “She’s going to hear and...”
    “And what?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Kick us out.”
    “No, but who knows.” I said and shook my head at him. “Let’s not make her feel bad.”
    “Old Trunchball won’t feel bad.” He grinned and this time I stopped myself from laughing.
    “You’re really bad, you know that.” I made a face at him. “And I’m still mad at your Shane comment.”
    “I’m still mad that you’re even meeting up with him.” His tone changed and all laughter was now gone from his