Tender Kisses

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Author: Sheryl Lister
“Your sisters are a mess.”
    Justin shook his head. “And don’t get me started on dating.”
    â€œOh, my goodness! Yes. They used to scare my dates so bad, those boys wouldn’t give me a second look.”
    â€œHow about inviting three girls over at the same time?”
    Her mouth fell open. “I sure would’ve loved to see how you got out of that one.”
    â€œIt wasn’t easy. I couldn’t get a date for six months after that little stunt.”
    They continued to laugh and swap stories over second and third cups of coffee and tea. Siobhan enjoyed every moment. When she finally glanced at her watch, three hours had passed. “I didn’t realize how late it is. I’m supposed to be at my parents’ house right now.”
    â€œI’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you late.” He leaned forward and flashed that sexy smile. “But I have to tell you, this is the best non-date I’ve ever had.”
    The timbre of his voice and the intensity of his gaze made her pulse race. “I...I had a good time, too.” She opened her purse and pulled out a few bills.
    â€œWhat do you think you’re doing?” Justin asked, staring at her as if she had lost her mind. “Siobhan, please put your money away. My invite, my dime.”
    She didn’t want to owe any man or find strings attached to an invitation, so she always made it a practice to pay her own way, even for a three-dollar cup of tea. But Justin stared her down until she put the money back in her purse. “Thanks. I’d better go.”
    He was up and around to her side of the booth with his hand extended before she took her next breath. Recalling the warm feelings his touch stirred in her last night, she hesitated briefly before placing her hand in his. He gently helped Siobhan to her feet and tugged her close to him. For a moment she thought he might kiss her... She wanted him to kiss her.
    Finally he backed away and murmured, “Let me pay for this and I’ll walk you to your car.” Justin gestured for her to lead the way to the counter.
    She walked ahead of him on shaky legs, feeling the heat of his gaze on her. After paying, Justin reached for her hand again and pushed through the doors. They stopped next to her car.
    â€œNice ride,” he said.
    â€œThanks. I like it,” she said of the Lexus SUV. “I wanted a little luxury, but it had to be safe and functional, as well.” They fell silent for a moment.
    â€œWell, I guess I should let you go. Siobhan, I know you said you don’t have time to date, but I’d really like to see you again. We can even come back here again, if you like.”
    â€œJustin, I—”
    He moved his body flush against hers. “Please don’t say no.”
    The contact made her pulse leap. She opened her mouth to tell him she couldn’t see him, and his mouth came down on hers. He kissed her gently, unhurriedly, bringing his hands up to frame her face, holding her in place. A slow burn started in her belly and flared out to the other parts of her body, causing her to tremble. Siobhan moaned.
    Justin eased back and whispered against her lips, “Say you’ll go out with me.” He gifted her with one last kiss and stepped back.
    Still trying to get her breathing under control, she said, “Can I think about it?”
    â€œAbsolutely.” He whipped out his cell. “Give me your number and I’ll call you this week.”
    She recited the numbers then pressed the remote to unlock her doors. He reached around her and opened the door.
    After she was seated behind the wheel, he leaned in and kissed her again. “Drive safely, and enjoy your dinner.”
    Siobhan managed to nod. She started the car with a shaky hand and backed out of the spot. Justin smiled and threw up a wave as she passed. She waved back and wondered what she was getting herself into.
    * * *
    For the second day in a
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