saw him, leaning against the main reception desk talking to Miss Wet Kipper. She was laughing with him and touching his arm, flinging her hair back and giving him a dazzling smile.
As if he sensed me approach, Nate looked over to me. His eyes skimmed over me and came to rest on my face. A slow, sexy smile covered his face, making my breath hitch as so many memories of that smile flooded back, heating my insides.
I returned his smile as I walked over to him. “Hi,” he said gently as he bent to kiss my cheek, inhaling my scent as he did.
“Hi,” I returned, catching the same unique smell that was always with him; musk, touch of spice and lots of raw male.
He grunted a “goodbye” to a very stunned Miss Wet Kipper as he took my hand and hastily led me out of the building.
A black Jag XJ was waiting at the entrance doors with a suited man stood at the rear door.
“Have a nice lunch, Olivia.” Bert shouted to me as I drew near the car. Feeling awkward I turned to smile at him and mouthed my thanks as Nate’s hand tightened its grip in mine.
The suited man opened the rear door for us and I climbed in. “Thanks Blake. Benny’s, please,” Nate instructed as he clambered in beside me.
When the door shut, he turned to me and grabbed my hand again. His other hand instantly came up to caress my cheek. “God Liv, it’s been forever,” he whispered with a sad smile.
I tilted my face into his hand. “Too long.” I sighed, closing my eyes and cherishing his touch.
His thumb started stroking my cheek bone and then slowly skated down to my bottom lip. Catching my breath, I placed my hand over his as a forbidden tear trickled down my face. He caught it with his thumb and placed it on his lips. “Oh, baby.” He blew out a breath and pulled me onto his lap, wrapping me in his arms and tenderly stroking my back.
It was like the last twenty years hadn’t been, as though it was just the day after he left and my whole body roared to life at his touch as my soul coupled with its mate.
“What happened to us, Liv?” he asked, resting his chin on top of my head.
Frowning, I pulled away and slid back over to my seat. I couldn’t believe I had melted into him within the first ten minutes of being back with him. Our lives were different now and things were not the same.
“Lots of things have happened to us, Nate,” I muttered solemnly, looking away from him and out of the window.
“Liv?” he questioned. “Liv?” I turned to look at him, my eyes full of unshed tears. “Why didn’t you answer your phone whenever I called?” he questioned as he looked into my eyes, his own full of sadness and longing. “Why didn’t you write back? I sent you letter after letter but you never replied. I even came down from Scotland to see you but you had moved house, just . . . just gone.”
I gazed back out of the window as I chose my words carefully. “Nate, you had your career and life in Edinburgh. Our relationship would’ve just been a burden. I loved you too much to become a burden. It was better that way.”
He grabbed my chin and tilted my face back, his anger palpable in the confines of the car. “God damn it, Liv. I fuckin’ loved you. You were never a burden,” his voice a deadly hiss as his eyes scrutinised my face.
I tensed at his forceful caress and knew he had sensed the change in me. I snatched his hand away from my chin as I glared at him. “Don’t fucking touch me like that again, Nate.”
“Baby, I would never hurt you, you know that,” he worried, studying my face.
“Don’t call me baby either. It’s been twenty years since I was your baby Nate,” I snapped.
The car came to a halt and the driver got out and came round to open the door. “You will always be my baby, Liv” Nate asserted, narrowing his eyes on me as he got out of the car.
He took my hand in his again as he strode into the bistro. The place was packed and I was sure there weren’t any tables free but Nate walked over to the
As if he sensed me approach, Nate looked over to me. His eyes skimmed over me and came to rest on my face. A slow, sexy smile covered his face, making my breath hitch as so many memories of that smile flooded back, heating my insides.
I returned his smile as I walked over to him. “Hi,” he said gently as he bent to kiss my cheek, inhaling my scent as he did.
“Hi,” I returned, catching the same unique smell that was always with him; musk, touch of spice and lots of raw male.
He grunted a “goodbye” to a very stunned Miss Wet Kipper as he took my hand and hastily led me out of the building.
A black Jag XJ was waiting at the entrance doors with a suited man stood at the rear door.
“Have a nice lunch, Olivia.” Bert shouted to me as I drew near the car. Feeling awkward I turned to smile at him and mouthed my thanks as Nate’s hand tightened its grip in mine.
The suited man opened the rear door for us and I climbed in. “Thanks Blake. Benny’s, please,” Nate instructed as he clambered in beside me.
When the door shut, he turned to me and grabbed my hand again. His other hand instantly came up to caress my cheek. “God Liv, it’s been forever,” he whispered with a sad smile.
I tilted my face into his hand. “Too long.” I sighed, closing my eyes and cherishing his touch.
His thumb started stroking my cheek bone and then slowly skated down to my bottom lip. Catching my breath, I placed my hand over his as a forbidden tear trickled down my face. He caught it with his thumb and placed it on his lips. “Oh, baby.” He blew out a breath and pulled me onto his lap, wrapping me in his arms and tenderly stroking my back.
It was like the last twenty years hadn’t been, as though it was just the day after he left and my whole body roared to life at his touch as my soul coupled with its mate.
“What happened to us, Liv?” he asked, resting his chin on top of my head.
Frowning, I pulled away and slid back over to my seat. I couldn’t believe I had melted into him within the first ten minutes of being back with him. Our lives were different now and things were not the same.
“Lots of things have happened to us, Nate,” I muttered solemnly, looking away from him and out of the window.
“Liv?” he questioned. “Liv?” I turned to look at him, my eyes full of unshed tears. “Why didn’t you answer your phone whenever I called?” he questioned as he looked into my eyes, his own full of sadness and longing. “Why didn’t you write back? I sent you letter after letter but you never replied. I even came down from Scotland to see you but you had moved house, just . . . just gone.”
I gazed back out of the window as I chose my words carefully. “Nate, you had your career and life in Edinburgh. Our relationship would’ve just been a burden. I loved you too much to become a burden. It was better that way.”
He grabbed my chin and tilted my face back, his anger palpable in the confines of the car. “God damn it, Liv. I fuckin’ loved you. You were never a burden,” his voice a deadly hiss as his eyes scrutinised my face.
I tensed at his forceful caress and knew he had sensed the change in me. I snatched his hand away from my chin as I glared at him. “Don’t fucking touch me like that again, Nate.”
“Baby, I would never hurt you, you know that,” he worried, studying my face.
“Don’t call me baby either. It’s been twenty years since I was your baby Nate,” I snapped.
The car came to a halt and the driver got out and came round to open the door. “You will always be my baby, Liv” Nate asserted, narrowing his eyes on me as he got out of the car.
He took my hand in his again as he strode into the bistro. The place was packed and I was sure there weren’t any tables free but Nate walked over to the
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