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Odette had to laugh lightly at that admission and tilted her head as she studied him a long moment. “Two weeks, is that a record for you?” she teased, her tone dry, albeit amused. “I don’t know. I think it depends on the person and the situation, but two weeks doesn’t seem that strange to me? Especially for someone not in a relationship?” Now, when she had been in one? She would’ve been crying about it long before day five that was for sure, but she had other priorities now. “It’s-  don’t know. It’s been a while.” She cleared her throat and attempted nonchalance. “I don’t exactly have the time or energy to seek out potential partners.” 

Julian turned to face her in the aisle, kind of forgetting that he didn’t need to be that close to her. He just liked to make eye contact with her, probably more than most other people. “Two weeks is strange for me. Not to be an animal but affection, physical touch, sexual chemistry -- those are all big things to me.” He sounded like a huge softie but didn’t mind to admit it in front of her. “So what are you looking for then? Has it just been a coincidence that you come in and get breakfast every weekend? I was kind of hoping you liked my company.”

she gasped at the feeling of his cock, groaning and arching her back slightly as she got used to the feeling of his cock pushing into her over and over again. fuck, it felt so good. it felt so fucking good and she couldn’t believe that she’d even tried to pretend that she didn’t want to fuck him. “holy fuck, you’re big…” she groaned, smiling as she realized that she wasn’t being quiet at all. “you… might have to gag me…”

Alicia sighed softly. “I’m sorry, Julian. I might be a little short-tempered today because work is stressful and I completely misunderstood.” Taking their groceries, she smiled at the cashier as a sort of apology for the public show before moving out of the way so the next person could get in line. She leaned up and wrapped her arms around Julian’s waist. “You can do more than walk me to my car,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek for good measure. “Follow me to my house? I’m sure we can find something better to do than making tortillas,” she bit her lip seductively and smiled softly.

Julian could feel the stiffness coming from her, feeling guilty for making her tense when she was stressed to begin with he slowly grabbed the groceries from her hand. He did just that, walking her to her car setting the groceries in the back. “I trust you can get these home safely.” He teased, pulling her in now to kiss the top of her head. “Are you going to be sweet to me now?” He teased as he cupped her face with one hand, the other arm reaching for her door to open it for her. “I don’t mind, and you never need to apologize to me. You were sexy in there the same way you are right now. And baby, I can’t wait to get home and fuck you.” 

“Reese’s,” Odette replied automatically since she knew what her daughter liked. She, herself, didn’t have much of a sweet tooth, but when she did, it was pastries and not typically candy bars. She snorted at his comment and shook her head some more. “Right, yes, I am very intimidating,” she drawled sarcastically. He could’ve been serious, but she had a hard time taking it that way, knowing he loved to flirt but never really saw it as anything more substantial than that. She started at his question and shot him a disapproving look. “I- Julian- that is not any of your business,” she began and shook her head. Again. Okay, so she did that a lot around him. “Why do you want to know?” she asked suspiciously, her eyes narrowed. She was a little… ashamed? of her sex life, but he did not need to know that. Though she should talk to someone… maybe some other day. 

He was sure to grab a good handful of the Reese’s off the shelf. They happened to be his favorite as well. Julian knew that he was pushing a line with her, and the last thing he wanted was for her to close up and not say anything to him. “Hmm -- well I haven’t gotten laid in like two weeks, we went on an all dudes camping trip.” He explained, showing her a quick picture of a river camping spot on his phone just so he could get a little closer. “Can girls wait longer than guys?? Cause about day five and I was craving some -- “ He was gonna go off on an inappropriate spell about titties in his face but stopped himself. “Anyway -- you don’t have to tell me, I was only curious.”

she closed her eyes for a moment when she felt his cock against her skin, smiling as she put some lube in her hand and moved to stroke him slowly. “you’re making me so wet right now,” she whispered to him, leaning in to kiss at his neck as her hand moved slowly up and down his cock. “are you gonna make sure i stay quiet for you, baby?”

rayne had definitely had sex in public before, but the grocery store was new territory for her. she almost didn’t even care if they got caught, since she was so turned on by the fact that he had even suggested it. she dropped her purse to the ground and bent over to get the lube out, just wanting to give him a good view of her ass before standing up straight and handing it to him. “this?” she teased.

if this were any other place, she would’ve dropped to her knees and taken his cock down her throat until she couldn’t breathe, but she needed a quick out in case someone walked down the aisle in search of something. she turned around, lifting her skirt and gripping onto one of the shelves. “it’s all yours, baby.”

rayne looked around at absolutely anything around them as she did her best to try not to seem affected by him, waiting for the other person to go down the aisle before looking back at him. “what, are you gonna fuck me right here?” she challenged, stepping closer to him and dropping her hand to touch him through his pants. “in the grocery store?”

“ms. holloway it’d be incredibly naughty and inappropriate for me to fuck you right here in the store.” he whispered as a reminder looking her sexy ass up and down suggesting he wanted otherwise. “which is exactly why i’m gonna do it.” he nodded his mind already made up as he began to rub his own cock against the outside of his jeans. “the way i see it baby, you have two choices, get down and put my cock in your mouth or turn around and give me that ass.” he was confident.

rayne hadn’t expected him to move close and whisper to her like that and it was rare that she was caught off guard. it was even more rare that she was ever speechless. she moaned softly at the mention of lube and toys, biting her lip before playfully pushing him away. “don’t start anything you can’t finish.” she teased, her eyes on him as she kept her hands rested on his chest.

there she was slowly closing his world in around her as another cart turned down their aisle. it caused him to give the necessary space between them as he faked searching for a canned good above her head. after the cart passed he turned back to her. “i’d never turn something on unless i plan on using it. that’d be wasteful, bug.” he whispered. “i think we have everything we need -- and more.” julian smiled as he looked down at his growing member. 

“What? No, no, that’s not what I meant. Chocolate is fine,” Odette replied with a shake of her head. She wouldn’t say she survived the teen years, yet, since Brie was only fourteen, but so far… so good. She stayed still when he put his hand on her back and once he moved on, she let out the breath she didn’t realize she was holding. “Ha ha,” she retorted with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. “You are so hilarious. It must be why I can’t stop laughing.” Okay, so it was her turn to mess with him in return. A surprised laugh escaped when he said she’d be lucky to be seen with him and she had to shake her head. “You are so full of yourself, you know this, right? Is it my job to remind you? Because I will. Bring you back down to earth… all your potential love interests will thank me later,” she added dryly, but there was the hint of a smile on her face. She trailed along after him, but did she turn her head so he wouldn’t notice that faint smile? Yes, yes she did. 

“Reeses or Twix is the real question.” He said as he glanced over the rack of candy bars, he of course would only want to get Brie’s favorite and along the way find out Odette’s to surprise her with her own favorite. He glanced back over at her trying to catch her smiling first, he swore they both played a silent game of who would break first. “I know for a fact if I had potential love interests, they wouldn’t want me out here with you..a potential threat.” He grinned finally, giving her a small shoulder bump before settling on the candy she told him. “When’s the last time you’ve -” He paused to check the aisle before continuing hoping he wasn’t being too intrusive. “the last time you had sex?” he finally asked.

“Um, I’m sorry, what’s up with the mood swings?” she snapped at the other and furrowed her brows, following him down the aisle. “How am I a brat? The tortillas can wait, then. I’m literally just ranting to you about work, and I’m somehow a brat?” She held her hands out slightly in utter confusion. She let out a little scoff and a laugh, shaking her head, and turned to cut their shopping short and set the stuff down to checkout. “I’ll pay, don’t even worry about it,” she mumbled in a somewhat aggravated tone, swiping her card and loading up the groceries. 

He stood there shocked for a moment. Not necessarily shocked his charm fell flat but that she reacted so strongly to being called a brat. “I was trying to come off like I have an hour to spend with you? I’d rather do a million other things than just cook tortillas...look -- “ He reached for her hand to stop her from getting her card out before putting his hands back up into defense. “Like kiss that look off your face for starters.” He felt awful that he had fucked up so publicly, honestly just wanting to wrap her up in his arms and apologize then and there. “I offended you -- and that feels awful. At least let me walk you to your car.” 

rayne couldn’t help letting out a loud laugh in the iddle of the aisle, shaking her head. once she’d stopped laughing, she moved her hands to grab at his bicep, resting her head against the side of his shoulder before speaking again. “i wasn’t calling you old, babe, i swear. i was trying to say i’ve fucked guys older than you, that’s all. i’d love to see you wrestle me to the ground, though. that’d be pretty hot.”

julian looked down both sides of the aisles, the store was pretty quiet this time of night. “and who fucks you best, ray? go ahead, say it.” he whispered against the top of her blonde head. he slowly grabbed her hips and pulled her in against him. “you’ve got me hot right now, just missing the lube and the toys.” he teased into her ear. “i’ll make sure to throw you down later, you won’t see it coming.” julian smiled against her skin just waiting for them to be rudely interrupted. 

“mm i suppose you’re right, and i can’t say no to margs,” riley replied with a laugh. she always had trouble saying no to drinks. there were days where that was the only thing that helped her get through the days. maybe once vause was out of prison, she would be able to go to sleep at night without worrying herself until she inevitable made her way to the liquor cabinet. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you? but she wouldn’t hesitate. but yeah, i guess i need to think about other things besides work.”

“i’ll even let you choose which fruit -- we can have strawberry, raspberry, shit -- i’ll even make you a blueberry frozen margarita.” his head was spinning with ideas now as they entered the alcohol aisles of the store. julian was a troublemaker at heart -- so his grin told it all when she mentioned how he’d like it. “i could think of worse places to put my lips, that’s all.” he nodded though, she did need to relax and he figured tacos and margaritas would be the best way to do so. 

rayne couldn’t help laughing as he called her out for liking baby-faced boys. “yeah, it’s not my fault they’re fuckin’ adorable.” she replied, biting her lip as she followed him through the aisle. “first of all, i can like baby-faced boys and old sugar daddy types, too. it’s called being complex.” she teased, bumping him with her hip before shrugging. “i think it’s both. mostly the cooking, though.”

“Is adorable who you want making you moan at 3am? Cause fuck that shit.” He bit back at her, glancing at her with shock in his eyes. “Do I qualify as OLD sugar daddy now? I love that your complexity and everything about it.” Julian smiled tugging on her hand gently. “ Call me old again and we might have to throw down right here though. I did wrestle one year in high school -- I could take you down right now. No sweat.” He teased her with a grin.

“They keep doing this,” she said, completely oblivious for a moment that he was thinking this was some date or something. “I never know if they’re going to show up or not. But I think they want to, they’re just scared.” She sighed, pulling herself out of her phone when he mentioned kissing him. She cocked an eyebrow at him and smiled playfully. “Wow, I’m so lucky,” she rolled her eyes, putting her phone back into her pocket. “It’s not a date, by the way. It’s a client. I was really hoping she’d show.” She shrugged a shoulder. “Guess I have a free hour now.” She grabbed chocolate, turmeric tea, and a thing of tortillas that she saw on the shelves and kept moving through the aisles to make sure they had everything they wanted.  

Julian was a patient man, but he was like his father and didn’t get into technology. You’d rarely find him with his phone, but always behind the bar at his restaurant. These days all the kids came in with their tik tok challenges and danced in his restaurant while waiting for their margaritas or tacos. His head was searching for some clue or hint or another person she had been seeing. They were typically pretty honest with each other so he was surprised, shocked even until she revealed it was just a client. He stood in the middle of the aisle knowing now that she was purposely trying to give him shit. “I can do a lot with an hour, but I don’t know if I want to spend it on tortillas now you brat.” He yelled down the aisle as he followed her. 

What could Callie say? She was an emotional girl. A creative soul, always seeking fulfillment. So to have someone not text her back? Now that was definitely something she hated like a god damn hell, and she was not going to accept that easily. So she kept checking in on her phone regularly, even together with Julian. Ugh. Following him, Callie did have to wonder for a moment what was the cause for her to always end up being friends with people who would feed her. Did she look underfed? “Promise? Promise promise with lube and toys thrown in?” The female teased back, smiling a little. “Oh my gosh, getting to kiss the oh so great you? Well damn Julian, I think you might just have made this whole year.” sarcasm? Definitely. 

It was a good thing they didn’t need many groceries because with Callie’s mouth they would be thrown out sooner than later. The mention of lube made his ears perk up naturally. “Don’t make me promise if you aren’t going to let me fuck your ass tonight.” He said just as bluntly back to her, he did enjoy her games. He was leaning on the cart and slowly stood up tall. “So if I give you the kiss does that mean you’re gonna put that phone away? Who are you waiting for?” He asked confidently looking down at the little blonde. “Cause I’m right here.”