didn't have time. Someone made me run late this morning." He winked at me and my heart fluttered.
"Don't shave. I kinda like it." God, did I like it.
He nodded and pulled me closer. The hostess cleared her throat. She rolled her eyes when we finally acknowledged her and I cringed. She showed us to our table, clearly annoyed.
He helped me into my seat and held my hand. The hungry look in his eyes didn't diminish a lick once our food arrived.
We'd drove separate cars to the restaurant, so we had to leave separately too. He walked me to my car and reclined against it. Stepping between his legs, I leaned against his chest. The dark hair on his jawline begged me to kiss it. To feel its glorious texture beneath my lips.
"You wanna come over?" I asked, my lips still traveling along his jaw. Was I too bold? I didn't want to scare him off.
"Damn, I wish I could. I have that conference in Las Vegas, remember? My flight leaves at five am. I'm not going to get much sleep as it is."
Crap. He had mentioned the advertising conference that was taking him away from me until Thursday. Disappointment, thy name was work. I sighed before pulling him down for a kiss. It was nice, him not being a whole foot taller than me. At about six feet, Jake didn't tower over me like Austin.
Our lips met and I expected the Hallelujah Chorus. He gripped my hips, pulling me against him. I gasped when he tightened his grip. His tongue plunged into my mouth. The freshness of an after dinner mint mixed with what I'd come to think of as pure Jake. His taste intoxicated me and I couldn't get enough. I rose up on tiptoe, pressing against him. He tugged my shirt free of my jeans and slipped his hands underneath. The wind kicked up, whipping my hair and the light fabric of my shirt around us in a spirited dance.
"Hey buddy, take it somewhere private," a man's voice called from somewhere on the right. We broke apart laughing.
Jake waved at the guy and waited until he drove away before kissing me again. He kept the kisses light this time. Public place and all. But I could tell he wanted more, just as I did. It would not be long now. I wouldn't be able to resist him much longer. Oh, who was I kidding? If he would have come home with me tonight, I would've gotten him naked. And fast.
We eventually had to say goodbye. Getting in that car, knowing I went home alone, damn that was hard. As I drove away, all I could think was, 'I hope Thursday gets here fast'.
Chapter Ten
I'd never hated my job until today. Graphic design gave me a creative outlet that spoke to my artist soul. Most days I loved my job. A few clients made me long for a break, but I'd never all out hated it.
Until it took me away from Laney when I only had a limited time to win her over.
They called for my boarding group and I got on the plane. I took my seat and waited. With a fake stumble, the woman who'd be in the seat next to me for the next two hours fell into my lap. She managed to get a good feel in before she got up and into her seat with a giggle.
Great.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I just tipped right off my heels and couldn't catch myself in time."
"It's fine." It's not, but I don't want to be an all-out dick.
"I'm sure your wife wouldn't have been as forgiving, would she?" She blinked a lot.
Did she have something in her eye or what?
"My fiancée wouldn't like it, no."
"Aww, that's too bad. All the good guys are taken." She poked her bright red lips out in a pout.
And that's exactly why I said that even though I'm not engaged... I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the window.
Two weeks was such a short time. I had to make the most of it. With Laney's history with my brother, if I screwed this up, I'd never have another shot. I was damn lucky to have got this chance.
Two weeks to convince the woman of my dreams that I was the man of hers.
I was fucking screwed.
Chapter Eleven
Eyes still closed, I stretched lazily. No early