noticed a wary light in her eye. He would bet she was also thinking through the consequences of the two of them spending more time together. Jill got up to get a cup of coffee for Andrew and appeared to make a decision.
“Okay. I could use a break, too. I’ve been knee deep in the website for the past few days and now it’s all up to the designers to finish their end of things before we go live.”
“Pick you up at seven and we’ll go out to dinner?” Andrew took the cup of coffee, using the gesture as an excuse to let his fingers brush along Jill’s. Hot, warm. Just like he knew she’d feel.
Andrew also knew taking Jill to a restaurant was too much like a date but staying in seemed too dangerous. At least in public, he couldn’t strip her clothes off and use his mouth to see how many times he could make her come.
Needing a distraction, Andrew bent to Rev and rubbed the dog’s belly.
“Sounds perfect,” Jill said.
“Great, I’ll see you tonight,” he said.
Andrew slipped back out the door and cut back through the yards to Nora’s house. The whole way, he told himself he was playing with fire by seeing Jill this way, but he didn’t have the strength to resist.
***
Jill watched Andrew as he jogged through the backyards to go back to his grandmother’s house. Oh, what a pair of jeans did for that man’s ass. It should be a crime to look that good.
She couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy, because she already knew they shouldn’t get as close as they were. It was one thing to spend time with a group of friends together. Tonight would feel more like a date.
Jill sighed. She’d just have to keep reminding herself that Andrew was only a friend. And that he could only ever be a friend. Simple in plan, but tough in execution when every second around Andrew was compelling torture. When Andrew looked at her, Jill felt flames run through her body. When he brushed her arm or touched her in a casual, friendly way, her body burst to life and a needy ache burned in her core. And so far, Jill couldn’t figure out how to stop her response.
Jill knelt down and threaded her fingers through the curly hair of Rev’s chest, scratching him as she bared her worries to him, in the face of his unconditional love. “I think I may be in over my head already, baby. Mommy might get hurt when this is over.”
Rev raised his head and looked at her.
Jill lowered her voice to a whisper to answer his unspoken question. “I think I might really like him. As in ‘like him’ like him, you know?”
Rev laid his head on his paws and stared up at Jill with big brown eyes that held no answers for her. She sighed and stood and shook her head at the dog before she crossed the room to the treat cabinet.
“All right, how about a Laughing Puppers Biscuit since you don’t seem to have any answers for me, little man?”
Rev jumped up at the name of his favorite treat and offered Jill a prim and proper sit. Rev was wearing his most innocent look.
“You don’t fool me,” Jill said wryly as she handed Rev his treat. “I know you’re a devil dog.” She paused and watched Rev gobble up the treat. “And you like him, too, huh?”
Chapter Eleven
“How does Italian sound?” Andrew asked Jill as they walked to his car.
Jill was appalled to hear her stomach grumble loudly at the mention of Italian food. Andrew turned and threw her a grin.
“Guess that’s a ‘yes’?”
“Sorry. I forgot lunch and breakfast was pretty small.” Jill blushed. “I tend to get sucked into my work.”
Jill buckled her seatbelt. Andrew steered the car down the drive, pausing at the end before turning onto the road.
“Well, we can fix that. There’s a small family-owned place that Nora used to take me to when I was younger. Best gnocchi you’ve ever tasted. It just melts in your mouth, and the sauce... You’ll dream about the sauce for weeks.” Andrew sounded positively wistful as he described the restaurant and Jill knew
“Okay. I could use a break, too. I’ve been knee deep in the website for the past few days and now it’s all up to the designers to finish their end of things before we go live.”
“Pick you up at seven and we’ll go out to dinner?” Andrew took the cup of coffee, using the gesture as an excuse to let his fingers brush along Jill’s. Hot, warm. Just like he knew she’d feel.
Andrew also knew taking Jill to a restaurant was too much like a date but staying in seemed too dangerous. At least in public, he couldn’t strip her clothes off and use his mouth to see how many times he could make her come.
Needing a distraction, Andrew bent to Rev and rubbed the dog’s belly.
“Sounds perfect,” Jill said.
“Great, I’ll see you tonight,” he said.
Andrew slipped back out the door and cut back through the yards to Nora’s house. The whole way, he told himself he was playing with fire by seeing Jill this way, but he didn’t have the strength to resist.
***
Jill watched Andrew as he jogged through the backyards to go back to his grandmother’s house. Oh, what a pair of jeans did for that man’s ass. It should be a crime to look that good.
She couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy, because she already knew they shouldn’t get as close as they were. It was one thing to spend time with a group of friends together. Tonight would feel more like a date.
Jill sighed. She’d just have to keep reminding herself that Andrew was only a friend. And that he could only ever be a friend. Simple in plan, but tough in execution when every second around Andrew was compelling torture. When Andrew looked at her, Jill felt flames run through her body. When he brushed her arm or touched her in a casual, friendly way, her body burst to life and a needy ache burned in her core. And so far, Jill couldn’t figure out how to stop her response.
Jill knelt down and threaded her fingers through the curly hair of Rev’s chest, scratching him as she bared her worries to him, in the face of his unconditional love. “I think I may be in over my head already, baby. Mommy might get hurt when this is over.”
Rev raised his head and looked at her.
Jill lowered her voice to a whisper to answer his unspoken question. “I think I might really like him. As in ‘like him’ like him, you know?”
Rev laid his head on his paws and stared up at Jill with big brown eyes that held no answers for her. She sighed and stood and shook her head at the dog before she crossed the room to the treat cabinet.
“All right, how about a Laughing Puppers Biscuit since you don’t seem to have any answers for me, little man?”
Rev jumped up at the name of his favorite treat and offered Jill a prim and proper sit. Rev was wearing his most innocent look.
“You don’t fool me,” Jill said wryly as she handed Rev his treat. “I know you’re a devil dog.” She paused and watched Rev gobble up the treat. “And you like him, too, huh?”
Chapter Eleven
“How does Italian sound?” Andrew asked Jill as they walked to his car.
Jill was appalled to hear her stomach grumble loudly at the mention of Italian food. Andrew turned and threw her a grin.
“Guess that’s a ‘yes’?”
“Sorry. I forgot lunch and breakfast was pretty small.” Jill blushed. “I tend to get sucked into my work.”
Jill buckled her seatbelt. Andrew steered the car down the drive, pausing at the end before turning onto the road.
“Well, we can fix that. There’s a small family-owned place that Nora used to take me to when I was younger. Best gnocchi you’ve ever tasted. It just melts in your mouth, and the sauce... You’ll dream about the sauce for weeks.” Andrew sounded positively wistful as he described the restaurant and Jill knew
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