“This afternoon, we will come over and get this along with any cold food. I don’t plan to exist here any more.” I looked at her curiously. “I ...asn’t living before, just existing.” She smiled as she stepped into my arms. “I will kiss you some more this afternoon.”I smiled. ‘I look forward to this afternoon.” I paused. “Belinda, be careful. If you need me, call and I’ll come fast. I’m not sure I trust Charles and his buddies to give up quite yet.”“I will, Steve. However, I think they are tired.. " Rico's a Puerto Rican who moved to the US over 30 years ago and settled in the area. He told me he'd been driving a cab for over 15 years now and enjoyed it very much. As he pulled away from the curb I had a very good feeling that this day was going to turn out to be a good one. Thirty minutes later, after having to detour twice due to accidents, we arrived at the Hobby Lobby and I asked if he could wait for me. "I have another call from the Community and can meet you back here, like I did. There had been a couple of guys who had stolen kisses, like that asshole Mitch at Tammy's place, but she had never given one away. The way Jason kissed her made her never want to kiss anyone else again.He had been sweet and patient, doing nothing but kissing her for nearly an hour. Her lips and cheeks felt raw from his stubble, but it had felt even better than the book had said. The way he tickled and teased made her melt into a puddle on his lap. She had no idea kissing could be so much. Middle of the day, middle of the lot. I think he was just pissed because we dented the hood of a car he had just sold. You should've seen it. There was a perfect imprint of my arse on the hood of that Chrysler. Anyway, he hit me and I left." Did he fire the salesman?" I asked, trying to find some sort of sensibility in a totally insensible act."No, he wouldn't sack his own son."I sprayed coffee across the table. "His son? Your step-brother?" Yup. What can I say, he was an incredible fuck..