“But you can. Look how good this feels. You’re practically having an orgasm from the wind blowing in your face.”
The light turned green and I removed my hand to shift gears. “Imagine how good it will feel when I blow on your—”
“Drew! Don’t say it.”
“What?” I taunted her, enjoying the sexy smile on her face. “You’re still a woman, right? Not only a mom. I’m sure you have wants and desires, and lucky for you, I know exactly how to find them. I just take the tip of my—”
“Stop it,” she said over a laugh.
I liked to make fun of Jules. Her cheeks pinked every time I got a rise out of her, and it never failed to make my dick hard. Crap, I needed to adjust myself in the worst way, and this car was a stick shift and I was coming to a light.
“It’s not funny. It’s been a long time.”
“How long?” I asked, both intrigued and hopeful.
She shook her head. “Nope, not copping to that.”
I turned to the driver’s side window and smirked.Since me, I think.
“You hungry?” I needed a quick change of subject. My body was continuing to react in ways it shouldn’t when I was operating a motor vehicle.
“Yeah, I am. It was a busy day. I played catch-up. Laundry, bills, groceries, and then getting ready for this. I’ve actually never done this, gone out for the night. Not since Darla.”
I pulled into a parking lot and shifted into park. “I’m glad you agreed. I’d like to do it with Darla too. There’s this awesome ice cream parlor near the library, and a pizza place next door. Maybe we could do all of it. Oh, and there’s those water fountains that kids run through.”
“How do you know all this?” Jules turned and looked at me, her brow furrowed. She shoved her hair back and scooped it into a bun.
“I’m on the board at the library, and we had a meeting the Monday after I saw Darla for the first time. I couldn’t think straight, so I spent some time walking in circles around the area, and everything I saw ... I wanted to do with her.”
Jules didn’t say anything in response. I wasn’t sure whether her silence was out of anger or surprise, but I added, “And you.”
Jules
My head hurt, actually ached at the thought that he’d spent time wanting to do all that with Darla. My body also fully lit up, although it had already been somewhat aroused during the car ride. But now it was a fiery mess. I was an asteroid burning through the sky, and Drew ... Drew was the source drawing me in.
“That actually sounds wonderful,” I murmured.
“Really?” His thumb moved back and forth over mine.
“Really.”
“Good, we’ll do it. First, let’s eat dinner tonight.” He stepped out of the car and opened my door before paying the attendant.
The restaurant was called Abba, and it was an Israeli-style bistro. The outside was fashioned in white stone like the old city of Jerusalem. I’d remembered this from a comparative religions course I took at my first college. Greenery ran alongside the wall and up the stairs toward the door.
Drew pulled it open, and we walked inside. Tantalizing scents of citrus and sesame hung in the air.
“Hi, welcome to Abba.”
“I called earlier. Drew King for a table of two. Adam Sell told me to speak with Marjorie.”
“I have you right here.” The hostess pecked at her iPad. “Table for two by the open kitchen.”
“Sounds good,” Drew said, grabbing my hand and squeezing it.
“Right this way.”
The place was busy. It was all windows and bright, unlike the Southern. Fresh fruits and vegetables hung over the open kitchen, and the staff wore their whites with small blue handkerchiefs tucked in the pockets.
