exercise, because the tips were more than he could make anywhere else, and because he could hand out his cards to let women know about his future business.
“ You didn't give me your card last night, ” I said.
Roman pushed his plate aside. “ That's because I wanted to give you so much more. ” This man was coming at me hard, with his words, his touch … and his lips. Those mesmerizing lips.
I needed to change the subject. “ Okay, so besides working out and planning your business, what do you like to do? ”
“ My favorite way to spend an afternoon … is horizontally. ”
I laughed, but it was definitely time -- time to cut and run. Because the truth was that if I stayed any longer, whatever he was selling, I was gonna buy.
I glanced at my watch. “ It's getting late. ”
“ Okay, where to now? ”
I looked him dead in his eyes. “ I'm going to the hotel. ”
“ Not home? ”
“ I'm staying at the Ritz tonight. That's where the wedding will be tomorrow. ”
“ I've never been to the Ritz. ”
I chuckled. As if he could get me with that little hint. Like I was supposed to invite him to the hotel just to check out the room. Yeah, right.
Roman raised his hand in the air, motioned for the waiter, then pulled his wallet from his bag. When I reached for my own wallet, he shook his head.
“ Your money's no good here, ” he said. This was hardly a five-star restaurant; the bill couldn't have been more than twenty dollars, but I appreciated the sentiment. Still, it was definitely time for me to move on before those lips and those eyes and that glistening bald head got to me even more.
The crowd had thinned as the day edged toward evening, and the walk back to my car was much faster. Like he'd done last night, Roman opened the door for me. For a moment, I hesitated, expecting so much more from him. Surely, he was going to make a move.
But he did nothing. And I was glad about it. I think.
“ So, ” I said wanting to give him one more moment. When he didn't say anything, I slipped into the car.
He closed the door, then waited for me to roll down the window before he leaned inside. “ Thank you for spending your last hours as a single woman with me. ”
I couldn't remember a time when I'd been more proud of myself. I mean, here was this man, with all of his magnificence right in front of my face. His lips were so close that a mere movement would have connected us and it wasn't hard to imagine all the ways that those lips could satisfy me.
The familiar heat smoldered between my legs and I revved up the BMW's engine.
“ Thank you, ” he repeated, as if he wanted me to respond.
But I had nothing more than a wave for him. He backed away and I pulled out, stunned that I was really letting this man go. Slowly, I maneuvered through the lot, putting distance between me and temptation. But, my eyes stayed on the rear - view mirror and the view of Roman … and I remembered him as he was last night -- in that fireman's ensemble.
That was when my heat flickered into flames.
“ Keep driving, ” I whispered to myself, and pressed the A/C button on the dashboard, adjusted the vents and blasted that cold air right onto my face.
“ I'm doing the right thing, ” I said.
But though the air blew cold, I was fire hot. I couldn't stop the blaze that burned and quickly spread through me. It was a wildfire; it was sexual combustion. There was nothing that I could do.
I slammed on the brakes, pushed the car into reverse, and skidded back to where my satisfaction stood.
With a smile and without a word, Roman hopped in. As much as I wanted to wait for Kenny to take care of me tomorrow, I needed Roman to put out this fire tonight.
I pressed the accelerator to the floor and headed toward the Ritz Carlton Hotel.
Chapter 5
This was the life I needed to live.
I needed to wake up every day just like this on the softest silk sheets known to man, surrounded by the elegance of this Victorian decor,
“ You didn't give me your card last night, ” I said.
Roman pushed his plate aside. “ That's because I wanted to give you so much more. ” This man was coming at me hard, with his words, his touch … and his lips. Those mesmerizing lips.
I needed to change the subject. “ Okay, so besides working out and planning your business, what do you like to do? ”
“ My favorite way to spend an afternoon … is horizontally. ”
I laughed, but it was definitely time -- time to cut and run. Because the truth was that if I stayed any longer, whatever he was selling, I was gonna buy.
I glanced at my watch. “ It's getting late. ”
“ Okay, where to now? ”
I looked him dead in his eyes. “ I'm going to the hotel. ”
“ Not home? ”
“ I'm staying at the Ritz tonight. That's where the wedding will be tomorrow. ”
“ I've never been to the Ritz. ”
I chuckled. As if he could get me with that little hint. Like I was supposed to invite him to the hotel just to check out the room. Yeah, right.
Roman raised his hand in the air, motioned for the waiter, then pulled his wallet from his bag. When I reached for my own wallet, he shook his head.
“ Your money's no good here, ” he said. This was hardly a five-star restaurant; the bill couldn't have been more than twenty dollars, but I appreciated the sentiment. Still, it was definitely time for me to move on before those lips and those eyes and that glistening bald head got to me even more.
The crowd had thinned as the day edged toward evening, and the walk back to my car was much faster. Like he'd done last night, Roman opened the door for me. For a moment, I hesitated, expecting so much more from him. Surely, he was going to make a move.
But he did nothing. And I was glad about it. I think.
“ So, ” I said wanting to give him one more moment. When he didn't say anything, I slipped into the car.
He closed the door, then waited for me to roll down the window before he leaned inside. “ Thank you for spending your last hours as a single woman with me. ”
I couldn't remember a time when I'd been more proud of myself. I mean, here was this man, with all of his magnificence right in front of my face. His lips were so close that a mere movement would have connected us and it wasn't hard to imagine all the ways that those lips could satisfy me.
The familiar heat smoldered between my legs and I revved up the BMW's engine.
“ Thank you, ” he repeated, as if he wanted me to respond.
But I had nothing more than a wave for him. He backed away and I pulled out, stunned that I was really letting this man go. Slowly, I maneuvered through the lot, putting distance between me and temptation. But, my eyes stayed on the rear - view mirror and the view of Roman … and I remembered him as he was last night -- in that fireman's ensemble.
That was when my heat flickered into flames.
“ Keep driving, ” I whispered to myself, and pressed the A/C button on the dashboard, adjusted the vents and blasted that cold air right onto my face.
“ I'm doing the right thing, ” I said.
But though the air blew cold, I was fire hot. I couldn't stop the blaze that burned and quickly spread through me. It was a wildfire; it was sexual combustion. There was nothing that I could do.
I slammed on the brakes, pushed the car into reverse, and skidded back to where my satisfaction stood.
With a smile and without a word, Roman hopped in. As much as I wanted to wait for Kenny to take care of me tomorrow, I needed Roman to put out this fire tonight.
I pressed the accelerator to the floor and headed toward the Ritz Carlton Hotel.
Chapter 5
This was the life I needed to live.
I needed to wake up every day just like this on the softest silk sheets known to man, surrounded by the elegance of this Victorian decor,
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