Monday, miserable, stuck in a continuation of the hell she’d found herself in, hurt me. I’d added to this. Like she’d said, she was drugged when she came home with me. I owed it to her to help fix this.
“Why?” she asked.
“I’m not sure,” I answered slowly. Well, it was honest. “I think we were good together, Lily. What did you think?”
Her face lit up. Wow. She was naturally beautiful, but something about the way her eyes sparkled when she smiled like that blew me away.
“Well?” I prompted.
“Sex was never that good with Michael. It was always about him and his needs. If I finished, too, so much the better, but if not, it didn’t matter. With you, it was… very different.” She whispered the last few words, staring at her food as if it were the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen.
“Different?”
“Very.”
“A good different, I hope.” Please say yes. Please tell me you don’t resent me for what happened.
She took a swallow of her drink. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
We finished our food in silence. When the bill was paid I stood and held out my hand to help her up. “I’m not going to lie. There’s something about you, Lily Campbell. I’ve never felt the slightest inclination to ever have a second chance with anyone… until today.”
I opened my car door for her, but instead of getting in, she moved to the side and leaned against the car. She looked me up and down, sizing me up.
Her lips curved. “I’ll think about it.” She climbed into the car, leaving me staring after her.
What? What did she mean she’d think about it? She’d been pretty clear that she’d wanted more, that she wanted to see me again. That she’d hated I wasn’t the relationship type. I blinked, suddenly realizing my mouth was left hanging open. I shut it, then gently closed her door.
We drove in silence as I pondered what her game was. I suspected she had done that because she assumed I was a man who liked a challenge. Damn. If so, she’d played me. Worse… she was right. It was working. Her vague answer only served to make me want to demand she see me again.
She directed me to her apartment building, and I found a parking spot. After a minute, I got up and walked around to open her door. I was at a bit of a loss. What should I do now? Should I follow her to her door? Should I say goodbye here? This was all new to me. I watched her, trying to follow her lead. She fidgeted with her purse, looking for her keys. She smiled up at me. “Thank you for saving me.”
“Lily, it was my pleasure.” I cleared my throat.
“Maybe I’ll see you later.”
“Umm… can I get your number?” Fuck. That was awkward. Suddenly I was a teenager again, instead of an experienced, grown man of twenty-seven. I could practically feel the acne and gawkiness popping out. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a business card and placed it in my hand. Then she leaned forward and closed her eyes.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I closed the remaining distance and crushed her lips to mine. I stroked her lower lip with my tongue, demanding entrance, which she granted. I reached around and gripped her tight ass, pulling her hard against me. Her hands came up and cupped my face. My cock awoke and pressed with delicious firmness between our bodies. I wanted more. She moaned into my mouth, causing my heart to race. I ran my hand under her thigh, urging her to lift her leg up and around my waist. She leaned back against the car, and I loomed over her, boxing her in. I pressed my hips into her, humping her, rubbing my throbbing erection so near to where it wanted to be. She groaned, sending my pulse into overdrive.
After what seemed both an eternity and a brief second, she pulled away. We were both gasping for breath. “Wow,” she breathed.
“Yeah.” She had flecks of green in her chocolate-brown irises. I was sure I hadn’t noticed those earlier, and I was spellbound. I released her
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