Just a Kiss: The Single Girls Wine Club (A Wine Country Romance #1) by Kate Kisset Page A
Authors: Kate Kisset
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open?”
“I’ll put the pastries in the case after I unlock the doors,” Manny said as he left the kitchen.
Sarah saw the house lights flicker on and wondered what on earth she’d been thinking cutting three hundred cookie stars. She’d never sell all those today.
Manny stuck his head through the doors. “Staff is here. We’re open.”
“The entire staff?” asked Sarah.
“Yeah, the whole staff, the complete staff, everyone you had on the schedule is here.”
“Why do you have to be such a wise guy? It’s just a simple question.”
“Oh and Movie Boy wants to see you,” Manny teased. “Should I send him right in?”
“No! I mean…later would be better.” Sarah checked the progress of the cookies.
“Suit yourself. I can certainly use him as date bait.” Manny grinned and headed back to the front.
At ten thirty, Sarah still hadn’t left the confines of the kitchen. She didn’t do her usual rounds of chitchat with the regulars or talk to the staff. She didn’t even peek out of the yellowed plexiglass windows on the doors. Sarah did what any grown woman did when she was confused and didn’t want to see a guy. She hid and planned to stay stuck in the don’t-know-what-to-do zone until she figured it out. That plan tanked at ten thirty-five.
A combination of dazzle, swagger, sexual heat, and the familiar lips of Jamie Santino bolted through the swinging doors into the kitchen. Sarah managed a quick gasp and a gulp before the most gorgeous man she’d ever met, leaped toward her.
His hungry smile said I want you, and I must have you now. Using both hands, he grabbed her face and pulled it toward his. His deep, gravelly “hum” reverberated through her body before his mouth locked on hers. Without waiting for a warm-up, their tongues remembered where they were the last time they met.
Sarah broke from the kiss, to catch a breath and saw an expression on Jamie's face that no magazine cover could capture and no actress in any film would ever see. It was sweet, simple, and maybe, just a little, scared.
He pulled her close and the safety of his arms protected her from any doubts. All of her what did I do thoughts from earlier went away. Jamie leaned back without letting go, studying her. He didn’t say a word, reached and cupped her cheek with his hand. Then, taking all the time in the world, he twirled a strand of her hair that had fallen out of her scarf, leaned into it, and inhaled. He brushed his mouth against her face and gently tucked her hair behind her ear and into her scarf.
Sarah gasped softly, flabbergasted by his tenderness.
“Do you know how beautiful you are Sarah?” He waited, entrapping her in a stare.
She parted her lips to say something but didn’t.
“Do you know just how much I think about you? Sarah…Sarah. What am I going to do?”
She kissed him softly.
“Give me more Sarah,” he whispered gruffly into her ear. “I want more.”
Sarah didn't have the wherewithal to respond, he was so incapacitating-ly sexy. She couldn’t help remembering that Jamie did this sort of thing for a living. He made big bucks making women swoon, and he’d be leaving soon.
“Jamie,” she said softly.
He pulled her into him again and with his thumb guiding the outside of her lips, kissed her deeply while cradling her head in his hands. He broke from the kiss. “I don’t want to stop,” he said. “I’ve been thinking about your mouth since the first day I saw you. And yesterday, Sarah, yesterday. I haven’t been able to think of anything else.”
She couldn’t believe what he was saying, and she wanted him to say it again just to be sure. He could talk her into walking away from work, her kitchen, her life, her career. If Jamie kept talking like that, she’d follow him into the walk-in freezer and stay there with him. Her sigh mixed with a moan and surprised her back to reality.
“What are we doing Jamie?” Sarah asked.
“Well, I know what I’d like to do but I don’t
“I’ll put the pastries in the case after I unlock the doors,” Manny said as he left the kitchen.
Sarah saw the house lights flicker on and wondered what on earth she’d been thinking cutting three hundred cookie stars. She’d never sell all those today.
Manny stuck his head through the doors. “Staff is here. We’re open.”
“The entire staff?” asked Sarah.
“Yeah, the whole staff, the complete staff, everyone you had on the schedule is here.”
“Why do you have to be such a wise guy? It’s just a simple question.”
“Oh and Movie Boy wants to see you,” Manny teased. “Should I send him right in?”
“No! I mean…later would be better.” Sarah checked the progress of the cookies.
“Suit yourself. I can certainly use him as date bait.” Manny grinned and headed back to the front.
At ten thirty, Sarah still hadn’t left the confines of the kitchen. She didn’t do her usual rounds of chitchat with the regulars or talk to the staff. She didn’t even peek out of the yellowed plexiglass windows on the doors. Sarah did what any grown woman did when she was confused and didn’t want to see a guy. She hid and planned to stay stuck in the don’t-know-what-to-do zone until she figured it out. That plan tanked at ten thirty-five.
A combination of dazzle, swagger, sexual heat, and the familiar lips of Jamie Santino bolted through the swinging doors into the kitchen. Sarah managed a quick gasp and a gulp before the most gorgeous man she’d ever met, leaped toward her.
His hungry smile said I want you, and I must have you now. Using both hands, he grabbed her face and pulled it toward his. His deep, gravelly “hum” reverberated through her body before his mouth locked on hers. Without waiting for a warm-up, their tongues remembered where they were the last time they met.
Sarah broke from the kiss, to catch a breath and saw an expression on Jamie's face that no magazine cover could capture and no actress in any film would ever see. It was sweet, simple, and maybe, just a little, scared.
He pulled her close and the safety of his arms protected her from any doubts. All of her what did I do thoughts from earlier went away. Jamie leaned back without letting go, studying her. He didn’t say a word, reached and cupped her cheek with his hand. Then, taking all the time in the world, he twirled a strand of her hair that had fallen out of her scarf, leaned into it, and inhaled. He brushed his mouth against her face and gently tucked her hair behind her ear and into her scarf.
Sarah gasped softly, flabbergasted by his tenderness.
“Do you know how beautiful you are Sarah?” He waited, entrapping her in a stare.
She parted her lips to say something but didn’t.
“Do you know just how much I think about you? Sarah…Sarah. What am I going to do?”
She kissed him softly.
“Give me more Sarah,” he whispered gruffly into her ear. “I want more.”
Sarah didn't have the wherewithal to respond, he was so incapacitating-ly sexy. She couldn’t help remembering that Jamie did this sort of thing for a living. He made big bucks making women swoon, and he’d be leaving soon.
“Jamie,” she said softly.
He pulled her into him again and with his thumb guiding the outside of her lips, kissed her deeply while cradling her head in his hands. He broke from the kiss. “I don’t want to stop,” he said. “I’ve been thinking about your mouth since the first day I saw you. And yesterday, Sarah, yesterday. I haven’t been able to think of anything else.”
She couldn’t believe what he was saying, and she wanted him to say it again just to be sure. He could talk her into walking away from work, her kitchen, her life, her career. If Jamie kept talking like that, she’d follow him into the walk-in freezer and stay there with him. Her sigh mixed with a moan and surprised her back to reality.
“What are we doing Jamie?” Sarah asked.
“Well, I know what I’d like to do but I don’t
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