Judy\u2019s POV<\/p>\n
The fact that his mom and Daisy showed up at the fair shouldn\u2019t have surprised me. I should have known that they would have caught wind when I was on a date with Gavin and where we were. I should have known they would have followed us here.<\/p>\n
The memory of my last encounter with them invaded my head and it wasn\u2019t something I wanted to share with Gavin, but he found a way to convince me otherwise. He got the information out of me with ease. I felt a little better after talking it out with Gavin, but there was still a lingering doubt in the back of my head that his mother planted. I honestly didn\u2019t like the fact that she didn\u2019t like me\u2026.. not that it mattered or anything. It\u2019s not like Gavin and I were actually together\u2026.. we had a sexual relationship and that was as far as it was going. However, after our incredible date tonight, there was a part of me that had a small sliver of hope that maybe this wasn\u2019t just about sex. Maybe this was more\u2026 maybe he wanted more.<\/p>\n
The question was, did I want more?<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s going through your mind?\u201d Gavin asked as he took my hand and guided me away from the dancing crowd and the loud music playing in the center of the fair.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing,\u201d I lied, nibbling on my lower lip with my head turned away from him. My eyes scanned the area until they landed on a cotton candy and popcorn vendor. \u201cWant some cotton candy?\u201d I asked him, desperate to change the subject.<\/p>\n
He raised his brows as he looked down at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCotton Candy?\u201d He asked. \u201cIs that fluffy sugar?\u201d<\/p>\n
I raised my brows right back at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t tell me you\u2019ve never had cotton candy,\u201d I said, astonished, though I shouldn\u2019t have been surprised by that either. There were a lot of things he had never done before tonight and cotton candy appeared to be one of them.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo I look like I\u2019ve eaten cotton candy in my past?\u201d He asked, smirking. No, you do not,\u201d I admit, a smirk on my own lips. bulled his hand<\/p>\n
towards the cotton candy stand. \u201cCome on\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
We order a cotton candy to share as we walk towards the fireworks show. It was going to start soon, and the crowd was already gathering to find the best spots to see them.<\/p>\n
I took a bit of cotton candy and brought it to Gavin\u2019s lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cTry it,\u201d I demanded. He furrowed his brows at the sugary treat before he parted his lips allowing me to put the candy on his tongue.<\/p>\n
He looked surprised as he closed his mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt melted on my tongue,\u201d he told me as he smacked his lips, making me chuckle as I ate some cotton candy too.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you like it?\u201d I asked him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s sweet, but oddly enough it\u2019s tasty,\u201d he admitted.<\/p>\n
I laughed at his phrasing and fed him more cotton candy.<\/p>\n
We finally reached the fireworks show and I was surprised that Gavin had a reserved spot towards the front where we could literally see everything. I also wasn\u2019t surprised that his mother and Daisy were nearby as well. When they saw us, his mom\u2019s eyes narrowed in our direction. swnovel<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that cotton candy?\u201d she asked, disgust clear on her face. \u201cUgh, Gavin. You<\/p>\n
know better than to eat that garbage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gavin\u2019s eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am an adult man\u2026 I can eat whatever I please and spend my time with<\/p>\n
whoever I want,\u201d he said coldly.<\/p>\n
She folded her arms across her chest, a scowl on her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to you? You used to be smarter than this\u2026\u201d she said, her eyes darting to me.<\/p>\n
A low growl escaped Gavin\u2019s throat.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t look at her. This has nothing to do with her,\u201d he said, his tone low and dangerous. \u201cCornering her at the restaurant was wrong and what you said to her was even worse. We are going to discuss this later swnovel<\/p>\n
His mother\u2019s eyes turned to slits, and she scowled again, her top lip curling up in disgust.noveldrama<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, she told you what was said,\u201d she said coolly. \u201cWe didn\u2019t say anything that wasn\u2019t true. No need to overreact.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOverreact??\u201d He said through his teeth.<\/p>\n
I put my hand on his arm, trying to calm him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay,\u201d I said softly. \u201cI just want to watch the fireworks, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes narrowed at me and his tone was low as he said, \u201cMy mother doesn\u2019t get<\/p>\n
to speak to you like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was sweet of him to care, but it wasn\u2019t really helping much as of right now. It seemed only to be making things even worse.<\/p>\n
The fireworks started, stopping any further conversation, much to my relief. It was a beautiful display, and it took my breath away. At one point, Gavin boldly put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me intohim, gaining the attention of his mother and Daisy. I knew he was only doing this to get back at them for being in our business. swnovel<\/p>\n
By the time the show was over, I was utterly exhausted and about ready to return home and get some sleep. He took my hand and helped me stand up from the spot we had occupied during the fireworks show.<\/p>\n
Sara is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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