Makenzie, but the rest of the group seemed to be quite at home with the happenings at Pete’s. It was different from other clubs she’d been too, but exceptionally lively. Dang, now I’m regretting the stilettos, she thought.
The premise of the club was to write the name of the song down and present it with a little cash tip. All the patrons would sing, dance and otherwise wildly entertain themselves. Jonathan pulled Makenzie close to his side and they danced around their little area a couple of times. She hadn’t had this much fun since her college days. When the bartender announced “last call,” Makenzie suddenly realized that she had been out later than she ever expected and hadn’t even yawned once.
“Wow, last call. I had no idea it was that late.”
“Neither did I. We always have fun when we get together and the time slips away quickly. I hope you’ll join us again, Mak?”
“It would be my pleasure,” she said.
Jonathan drove Makenzie back to the loft. He offered his arm to her as they walked into the lobby and kept close physical contact to her in the elevator. When they got to her door, he turned her to face him and kissed her quickly on the cheek. “I’ve haven’t enjoyed myself this much in such a long time. I’d like to see you again. Since you work next Saturday, is there a chance that I can take you to dinner, sometime this week perhaps?” His voice was low and soft. His full, red lips were posed in a sexy smile. She found him charming and irresistible.
“I’m off on Thursday, and I’d love to.” As soon as she said yes, he pulled her closer to him and kissed her passionately, his mouth taking hers. She could taste the remnants of wine still on his tongue and he tasted delicious. She could feel the beat of his heart through his chest as he held her close.
Suddenly, he pulled away to arm’s length. “I’d better go. I gave you my card this afternoon with my cell on it. Call me tomorrow. Goodnight, Makenzie.” He quickly leaned in and kissed her cheek before he turned and walked away.
Makenzie watched as he disappeared into the elevator. When she entered her loft, she felt wanted by a man for the first time in a very long time. She also felt her heart warm with desire, a craving that had been missing from her life. But, she was torn from letting go of her past. Would fear kept her locked into her old life forever, she wondered.
CHAPTER FOUR
Makenzie quickly got into bed and for the first time in a long time went to sleep with a smile on her face. She felt free from the cloud of fear that had swallowed her for so long.
As the room filled with light, Makenzie woke up to sunshine and smiles, until she glanced at the clock. One o’clock, that’s impossible , she thought, flying out of bed. She double checked her iPhone, yep, she had slept very late for the first time in years. While the rest was probably more necessary than she was willing to admit, she had a long to-do list, plus she needed to go shopping for her new office and she wanted to call Jonathan.
She took his card from her bag. When she picked up her phone, she became aware of her sweaty palms and racing heartbeat. It reminded her of what a crush felt like. It had been so long that she had forgotten.
Makenzie’s heart leapt in her throat as she dialed Jonathan’s number. Voicemail, dang it. “Hi Jonathan, its Makenzie. I wanted to thank you for a lovely evening. I’d forgotten how good it felt to go hang out. Give me a call when you get a moment.” She hated leaving voicemails. Who likes the sound of their own voice on voicemail? Seriously. Even worse was the waiting until the guy called back. She suddenly felt sixteen all over again.
The chores had her busy for a while before she dressed to run errands. She made a trip to the office supply store and the usual stop at the small market within the neighborhood.
While in the market, she rounded the corner a bit fast and ran into