stared at her.
“Really. I just did.” Maura got that mischievous look in her golden gaze. “Maybe I need a few more kisses before I can recall your first name.”
“You know my name, you’re just being stubborn.” Garret snorted.
“You say the nicest things.” Maura winked. “Keep that up and I might just recall your first name sooner.”
“I prefer the kisses to remind you.” Garret lowered his gaze to her lips.
She licked them leaving it glistening. He raised his eyes to meet hers then took a step forward.
“Uh huh.” Maura shook her head then moved back slightly. “My control is shaky and I can’t promise I won’t drag you to bed if you touch me again.”
“I don’t have a problem with that.” To hell with slow. His cock twitched in agreement and he braced his hand against the left doorjamb.
“You make me want to give into my baser urges…”Maura blew out a breath. “But I’m not going too.”
Although she was turning him down Garret had to chuckle and the disgruntled way she said it. She didn’t want to but she was for whatever her reasons were. He didn’t know what they were but her hesitating made him know he had made the right decision earlier. Even though he had temporarily wanted to forgo that and have her.
“Okay.”
“Don’t use that sexy voice on me.” Maura stared at him narrow-eyed.
He smiled wider. “You think I’m sexy.”
“You need to have your hearing checked. I said your voice is sexy.” Maura smirked. “As for your looks? They’re all right.”
Garret threw his head back and laughed. She wasn’t about to stroke his ego and he could appreciate that about her. He lowered his head, a smile still on his lips. Hell, he liked a whole lot of things about her. Maura was turning out to be a fascinating woman.
“This is turning out to be a long goodbye,” Maura said.
“You’re the one who keeps enticing me with your womanly wiles.”
Maura blinked then laughed. “You’re so full of shit.”
“Maybe.” Garret shrugged. “But yet I’m still here saying goodbye. You’re the one who is keeping me at your door.”
“Fine.” Maura sighed exaggeratingly. “Have a nice night, Mister Reid. You can pick me up at eight am for our next date.”
“Date. I don’t recall asking or being asked on another date.” Garret pointed out.
“I didn’t ask. Wear something comfortable.” Maura reached for her door and started to close it.
Taking the hint he moved back. “Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise.” Maura replied as the door closed.
Garret turned and went back down the steps. “God, I love a confident woman.” He went to his vehicle then got in.
He sat behind the wheel of his SUV and glanced toward her house. Symon had been right that Maura was a woman you committed to. Garret knew he wasn’t there…yet. There was a ways to go first before things—if it was to be—went that way. He was going to enjoy getting to know her. There were many depths to her that he couldn’t wait to unveil. He frowned as he thought of her reaction to him when they first met and earlier when he asked about her aversion to athletes. For now, he’d let her tell him when she was ready. He’d wait and see what happened with her. He turned on his car and drove away.
* * * * *
Maura paced in front of her door waiting for him to arrive. She glanced at the clock—7:45. She stopped and rolled her eyes. Her being so anxious over a date was usual for her. Lifting her hand to her lips she thought of last night when he kissed her. Well technically she initiated it but he sure had taken control after she had.
“What are you doing, Maura?” Her voice echoed in her empty hall.
Turning away from the door Maura glanced around but didn’t see any of the things she had put together to create her oasis—her home. Instead all her thoughts were inward. It was foolish…stupid really that she’d let him get under her skin so easily. But there was something
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