women. Women who would come and try to be A.J.’s mother and women who would run as soon as they heard he had a son.
Where would Serena fit in this situation? Antonio smiled, thinking that she didn’t seem as if she would come in and try to be A.J.’s mother. But his smile faded when he thought she might not accept kids. That could be a deal breaker. Reaching for his cell phone, Antonio dialed Serena, ready to tell her about his son.
“Hello,” she breathed when she answered the phone.
“Good evening, Serena. It’s Antonio.”
“Hi,” she said, her voice sounding like the sweet notes of a sensual saxophone. “How are you?”
“I’m good. I was calling to confirm dinner plans tomorrow night,” he said, feeling a bit awkward. Why was it so much easier when Serena was making all the moves?
“What time are you talking about?” she asked.
“Around seven-thirty. There’s something I want to discuss with you,” Antonio said.
“Sound serious,” she said. “So, since I owe you a home cooked meal, why don’t you come over to my place?”
“All right,” he said.
“I really enjoyed lunch today,” she said. “And I’m going to hold you to what you said about it not being a onetime thing.”
“I never say something if I don’t mean it,” he said. “That’s one thing you’re going to learn about me.”
“I’m looking forward to learning a lot about you,” she purred. Her voice was making his libido rise like the sun. “What’s your favorite meal?”
“Are you really a cook? Because I’m a man who likes to eat,” he said with a laugh.
“All right then, I’m going to tell you what my signature dish is.”
“What’s that?”
“Chicken and broccoli,” she said. “Anything else would come from my restaurant if Devon was still around.”
Antonio laughed. “That’s good to know and thanks for your honesty.”
“So, now you know what we’re having for dinner,” she replied. “Are you a wine or beer drinker?”
“I don’t drink much,” he said.
“All right,” she said. “Well, I have to hit the supermarket and get the ingredients for dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow, as I have been charged with coming to the restaurant in the morning to check the progress of the renovations. For some reason, Jade thinks I’ve gotten you guys off schedule.”
“You can reassure her that we are still running at the agreed pace,” he said. “But I’m definitely not going to discourage you from checking on us tomorrow.”
“I’ll make sure the coffee is hot and the muffins are moist,” she said.
“That sounds really good,” he said, thinking about how moist she’d been when he’d tasted her.
“All right,” she seemed to sing. “Six, right?”
“Six and please wear some sensible shoes. The floor is in really bad shape now,” he said. “See you in the morning.”
When Antonio hung up, he kicked his feet up on the sofa and smiled. There was something special about Serena and he was going enjoy peeling back every layer.
Chapter 6
Serena woke up at five-thirty ready to hop in the shower and get to the restaurant to see Antonio. Part of her had figured she’d stop dreaming about him after experiencing the real thing, but her dreams of Antonio had been so vivid she’d expected to find his heavenly body lying beside her when she opened her eyes. Now that she knew the feel of his lips, the way his hips moved when he was inside her, and the taste of his tongue, she was greedy and wanted more. That’s why she was heading straight to Victoria’s Secret as soon as she dropped off the coffee and muffins. She knew that tonight was going to be the stuff dreams were made of.
It was six-fifteen before she showered, got dressed, and made it to Starbucks. It took another fifteen minutes for her to make it to the restaurant. Serena smiled when she saw Antonio lifting a pile of tiles from the back of his truck. Awarm feeling flowed from between her thighs up to her lips as she saw
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