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He ran his thumb over her
bottom lip and said, “Thank you for being my date tonight. Can we
do this again?”
    Cali took his thumb into her mouth and ran her
tongue along it. Owen groaned and pulled her closer. She released
his thumb, a slow smile crept across her face, knowing damn well
the affect she had.
    “Why don’t you come over tomorrow at six and
I’ll have dinner ready for us?”
    “I would love to.”
    Leaning down, he kissed Cali lightly on the lips
and moved his mouth over to kiss the sensitive spot under her ear.
Whispering, he said, “I’ve waited ten years to kiss you again and
I’m not going to let go so easily this time.”
    Cali said nothing, just stared into his eyes.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Caliana.”
    Owen descended the steps and went over to his
cabin. He unlocked the door, but before going inside, glanced over
to see Cali still standing in the same spot he had left her in.
Smiling, he stepped through the door.

~ 4 ~

    The next afternoon Cali went to the grocery
store and bought everything needed to make her mom’s famous beef
stew. Every man she had ever met loved that meal. Hopefully Owen
would too.
    She wasn’t sure if they were officially dating
or if casual was a better way of defining their status. If she were
being honest with herself, dating Owen was something she has always
wanted, but never thought would happen. His touch ignited a flame
inside of her. One she never felt with anyone else. Cali decided to
go with the flow and not over think everything. She’d been single
for awhile now and the feeling of someone paying attention to her
was welcome.
    Cali kept herself busy all afternoon with
cooking and cleaning. She jumped into the shower at five and made
sure to shave everything. She had hopes of continuing what was
started on the porch the night before.
    Going to her closet, she needed to find
something sexy, but casual to wear. She decided on an off the
shoulder light pink top and a pair of khaki shorts. After applying
light makeup and using a curling iron to make her long brown curls
more defined, she was ready. By the time she looked at the clock,
she noticed she only had ten minutes to spare.
    Going to the kitchen, she finished preparing
dinner. At six o’clock on the dot, a knock broke the silence.
Opening the heavy, wooden door she saw one very sexy man.
    Owen was dressed in dark denim jeans and a dark
green polo shirt. He was holding a bouquet of pink roses. Handing
them to her he said, “I hope you like roses.”
    “I do and they are beautiful.” She brought the
soft, pink petals to her nose to breathe in the sweet scent.
    She stepped aside so Owen could come in and
watched as he walked by. The jeans hugged his ass perfectly and the
shirt formed over his arms and chest just enough so you could see
how built he was.
    She didn’t have a formal dining room, rather an
eat-in kitchen. She grabbed a vase out of one of the kitchen
cabinets, filled the glass container with water and placed the
roses inside. Setting them on the kitchen table, she asked Owen to
have a seat and said she would bring a plate out for him.
    “I hope you like beef stew.”
    “I love it. Making dinner tonight was very kind
of you.”
    “This was nothing, really. It’s nice to have
someone to cook for other than myself.”
    Smiling, she set a plate in front of him, and
one for herself as well. They ate and talked through dinner. She
asked how work went and he asked what she did today. She liked how
easily the conversation flowed.
    After dinner they decided to bring some of
Cali’s Adirondack chairs down to the lake and build a fire in the
pit. The sky was clear and the stars twinkled overhead. The moon
reflected beautifully off of the lake and the only noises to be
heard were the gentle lapping of the water, crickets chirping, and
the crackle of the fire.
    They sat in silence for a bit when she caught
Owen smiling at her. “What are you smiling at?”
    “Come over