you meeting someone to buy drugs?”
I bark out a laugh. “Good one. Just so you know, aside from an occasional edible or joint to help with aches and pains from my job, I don’t do drugs. At least not any that are illegal.”
“That’s a relief. Going in old warehouses to purchase drugs never works out well.”
“And you know this how?”
“Duh. From watching movies.” She giggles.
“And if it’s in a movie, it must be true,” I droll.
“Exactly.”
Opening the door, I gesture for her to go first down the hallway.
“Oh, sure. Make the unsuspecting date lead the way in case of stray bullets.”
I laugh. “You’re going to be amazed at how wrong you are in about five seconds.” As we progress down the long, dark hall, we hear music playing. Glancing at Roxanne, I take in her perplexed look.
We come to a wide doorway and step through into the loud, brightly lit space. Roxanne gasps. “Are those trampolines?”
“Yes, they are.”
“Where is everyone?” she asks. We’re the only customers here.
“I helped a friend out with renovating this place. You wouldn’t believe what it used to look like before. They’re not officially open for business yet. We’re only allowed to be here as a favor to me.”
Her head cranes from one direction to another, scanning the multiple black trampolines that make up the majority of the floor. “So, no one else is really here?”
“Nope. We can stay as long as we want. I have the key to lock up when we’re done. Come on.” I clasp her hand, drawing her farther into the enormous, wide open space. “Let’s go have some fun.”
Removing our shoes, we walk onto the narrow area around the trampolines. I squeeze her hand. “Are you ready?”
Her head turns and she meets my gaze with a smile. “Are you kidding? Let’s do this.” We leap onto the trampoline, bouncing up and down, still joined together. Roxanne lets out a high-pitched peep as we pick up momentum. My stomach has that dropping sensation you get on a carnival ride. It’s the same feeling I experienced when I kissed Roxanne in the pool a few weeks ago.
“I’m gonna let go of you now,” I say.
“Okay,” she squeaks, but her grin screams of her excitement.
Releasing her hand, I continue to jump and progress forward, bouncing right over the narrow pathway between the trampolines and onto a different one. Now that we each have our own, I can get a little crazy. I throw some flying side kicks from my martial arts days and then do a series of flips. A belly laugh flies out of my mouth. This is a blast.
I check out what Roxanne’s doing and find her splitting her legs and throwing her arms in the air like she’s doing a cheer. Looking athletic and sexy as hell—not to mention flexible—she beams. I could watch her all night, and I just might. I can’t think of anyone I’d want to be sharing this experience with besides her.
20
Roxanne
What a freaking blast this is. I can’t believe he brought me here, but I’m so glad he did. Jumping nonstop like this feels good for my soul. I feel light and childlike. I feel free.
My worries have dissipated, and I’m consumed with the powerful combination of happiness and Adam Winters. Spending time with him is decidedly easy. He’s uncomplicated and good natured while still seeming alpha male in every way.
I should’ve known going on a date with him would be like no other I’ve been on. Adam couldn’t do anything mediocre or halfway if he tried. This is destined to be a first date I’ll never forget.
Still bouncing on the first trampoline, my peepers engage in a leisurely perusal of Adam’s ripped muscular physique on display in his snug, black t-shirt. His bulging biceps look like they may go into Hulk mode at any time and break free from the confines of his tight, short sleeves.
Watching his acrobatic moves, my eyes momentarily freeze on the tanned strip of stomach between his low hanging jeans and t-shirt. Catching a glimpse of the indents on either side—the ones that cut inward in a V-shape—I close my mouth to hold in my drool. They're the same muscles I daydreamed about when I saw him in his bathing suit last month—the ones I still fantasize about nightly.
Okay, I’ve salivated enough over his body. I need to focus on what I’m doing and enjoy myself. I doubt I’ll ever have an opportunity like this again.
Hopping like a rabbit, I bounce