willing the dinner to be over.
But it wasn't. Not even close. Daddy had pulled out the stops tonight, treating Cade as an honored guest.
That meant five long courses.
And I'd drank my way through half of it.
I laughed to myself and tipped my glass back. I wasn't even nearly done yet either. The way I was feeling, I could put down two bottles of wine by myself. After the tequila on the rocks I'd had before sitting down.
Not that I would. I didn't overindulge in anything, let alone alcohol. But at the moment, as annoyed as I was, it would be easy to become a belligerent drunk.
Fun even.
Cade was watching me, his eyes on my lips. I couldn't help myself from playing with him. I slowly licked the excess wine from my lips. He inhaled sharply, his eyes lifting to mine. He looked a little pink in the cheeks.
I'd gotten him back then. Good.
He'd been trying to get a rise out of me all night. I'd ignored him steadfastly but he hadn't given up. Oh, he'd been extremely polite to my father. Meanwhile he'd been trying to seduce his boss's daughter right under his nose.
And he was not being subtle about it.
I felt Uzuri against my feet and slipped off my shoes. Her soft fur tickled me as she curled around me. She moved away and I sighed. Father frowned on letting her into the dining room but I loved having her nearby.
She brushed against me again and I closed my eyes. I heard a servant pour me a fresh glass of wine. I reached for it and froze. Someone was rubbing my foot. But I didn't feel soft fur.
That definitely was not Uzuri.
Cade was staring innocently at my father, not even looking at me. He looked like a choirboy in church. Meanwhile he was lifting his foot, burrowing it under my long skirt to lift it slowly up my leg-
I stood abruptly, making my father look at me in surprise. Cade, however, did not look surprised in the least. He looked amused.
"Excuse me for a moment."
"Is everything alright?"
Cade leaned back, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Yes dear, are you quite alright?"
I scowled at him, throwing my napkin onto the table. I needed some time to calm down. No, that wasn't it exactly.
I needed to cool down .
I stepped outside, leaning against the bannister that overlooked the great lawn. I felt better the instant I was out of the house and away from provocation. It was a balmy night, but the breeze felt cool against my overly warm cheeks.
"Do you speak Swahili?"
I stiffened but didn't turn. Cade stood beside me. I looked down and saw that'd he'd brought us each a glass of wine. I sighed. I didn't want to fight with him. The trouble was, I didn't know exactly what it was I wanted.
"Is that a peace offering?"
His eyes were serious as he nodded. I let my lips twist in a wry smile. But I took the glass.
"So?"
I sighed, closing my eyes as another breeze kissed my skin.
"Just a bit. I travelled there when I was younger."
"All the way to Africa?"
I nodded. It was a long trip, but not so bad when you travelled first class. I didn't say that though. I knew he already thought I was a spoiled brat.
"You are an amazing woman Camille."
I sneaked a glance at him. He wasn't mocking me. I felt a bit of my animosity slip away.
"You are… an amazing ball player."
He let out a sharp laugh and before I knew it he had taken my shoulders in his big warm hands. I shivered at the feel of his rough hands against my bare skin. These were the hands of someone who worked. Who toiled.
I'd never felt anything like it in my life.
The men I'd kissed had all been well behaved. Tame. But the instant his mouth crashed down on mine, I knew Cade was different. Wilder somehow. Untamed.
Dangerous.
His lips were soft and warm, almost hot. He wasted no time nudging my lips apart and delving inside my mouth with his tongue. I gasped, my tongue twisting against his desperately. I wasn't sure if I was trying to push him away or pull him deeper inside me.
Maybe both.
The last coherent thought I had was that I really should put a stop
But it wasn't. Not even close. Daddy had pulled out the stops tonight, treating Cade as an honored guest.
That meant five long courses.
And I'd drank my way through half of it.
I laughed to myself and tipped my glass back. I wasn't even nearly done yet either. The way I was feeling, I could put down two bottles of wine by myself. After the tequila on the rocks I'd had before sitting down.
Not that I would. I didn't overindulge in anything, let alone alcohol. But at the moment, as annoyed as I was, it would be easy to become a belligerent drunk.
Fun even.
Cade was watching me, his eyes on my lips. I couldn't help myself from playing with him. I slowly licked the excess wine from my lips. He inhaled sharply, his eyes lifting to mine. He looked a little pink in the cheeks.
I'd gotten him back then. Good.
He'd been trying to get a rise out of me all night. I'd ignored him steadfastly but he hadn't given up. Oh, he'd been extremely polite to my father. Meanwhile he'd been trying to seduce his boss's daughter right under his nose.
And he was not being subtle about it.
I felt Uzuri against my feet and slipped off my shoes. Her soft fur tickled me as she curled around me. She moved away and I sighed. Father frowned on letting her into the dining room but I loved having her nearby.
She brushed against me again and I closed my eyes. I heard a servant pour me a fresh glass of wine. I reached for it and froze. Someone was rubbing my foot. But I didn't feel soft fur.
That definitely was not Uzuri.
Cade was staring innocently at my father, not even looking at me. He looked like a choirboy in church. Meanwhile he was lifting his foot, burrowing it under my long skirt to lift it slowly up my leg-
I stood abruptly, making my father look at me in surprise. Cade, however, did not look surprised in the least. He looked amused.
"Excuse me for a moment."
"Is everything alright?"
Cade leaned back, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Yes dear, are you quite alright?"
I scowled at him, throwing my napkin onto the table. I needed some time to calm down. No, that wasn't it exactly.
I needed to cool down .
I stepped outside, leaning against the bannister that overlooked the great lawn. I felt better the instant I was out of the house and away from provocation. It was a balmy night, but the breeze felt cool against my overly warm cheeks.
"Do you speak Swahili?"
I stiffened but didn't turn. Cade stood beside me. I looked down and saw that'd he'd brought us each a glass of wine. I sighed. I didn't want to fight with him. The trouble was, I didn't know exactly what it was I wanted.
"Is that a peace offering?"
His eyes were serious as he nodded. I let my lips twist in a wry smile. But I took the glass.
"So?"
I sighed, closing my eyes as another breeze kissed my skin.
"Just a bit. I travelled there when I was younger."
"All the way to Africa?"
I nodded. It was a long trip, but not so bad when you travelled first class. I didn't say that though. I knew he already thought I was a spoiled brat.
"You are an amazing woman Camille."
I sneaked a glance at him. He wasn't mocking me. I felt a bit of my animosity slip away.
"You are… an amazing ball player."
He let out a sharp laugh and before I knew it he had taken my shoulders in his big warm hands. I shivered at the feel of his rough hands against my bare skin. These were the hands of someone who worked. Who toiled.
I'd never felt anything like it in my life.
The men I'd kissed had all been well behaved. Tame. But the instant his mouth crashed down on mine, I knew Cade was different. Wilder somehow. Untamed.
Dangerous.
His lips were soft and warm, almost hot. He wasted no time nudging my lips apart and delving inside my mouth with his tongue. I gasped, my tongue twisting against his desperately. I wasn't sure if I was trying to push him away or pull him deeper inside me.
Maybe both.
The last coherent thought I had was that I really should put a stop
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