When she sighs, her warm breath against my lips, I realize I’m drunk onher.
I drop our bag of dessert and cup her head with both hands, pressing my lips more fully to hers, then teasing my tongue along her lower lip when she sighs again.
Fuck. Kissing her is as good as the samples I got at the airport and in the coffee shop promised.
Better.
And I want more.
CHAPTER 13
NORA
It’s notlike I’m surprised that Alex is a good kisser. He’s a very talented man in many ways and, much like hockey, I am sure he’s had lots of practice in this area.
Still, with both hands holding my face, his hot mouth covering mine, his big body seeming to surround me with his heat and just him beinghim, I’m overwhelmed.
I arch closer and find my hands fisting the front of his shirt. I’m just trying to stay upright.
Not that he’d let me fall.
Somehow, I know that.
And that seems like an outlandish thought to have after knowing the guy only two days.
The jazz band finishes their song with a loud trumpet flourish, and people applaud, the sounds breaking through my swirling emotions, including confusion and a big dose ofoh crap.
Alex lifts his head and stares down at me. I am certain he notices the fact that I am practically panting.
“How about beignets?” he asks.
It takes me a second to compute what he’s saying.
I glance toward Café Du Monde just across the square.
“Oh, Bruce would definitely have a problem with me eating anyone else's beignets. His are amazing. You’ll have to try them.”
Alex drags his thumb across my lower lip and my pussy clenches. I just barely resist flicking my tongue out against his skin.
“Then tell me another way that I can convince you to stay here in the city a little longer.”
“Why do you want to keep me in the city longer? We live in the same town.”
“So it can get very late and I can suggest that we need to stay over.”
My smile grows. Even though falling for Alex is averybad idea, I do like the idea that he wants me too.
He shakes his head. “I want to take you to a gorgeous, very expensive hotel, and get the biggest, nicest suite they have, and make sure you have a spa appointment, and order lots of room service, and buy you new clothes for tomorrow, and basically spoil the hell out of you for tonight. Or maybe for the weekend. Or the month.”
I almost can’t breathe.
I want that. So much. God, the spa treatment and room service alone. Butwith Alex? Yes, please.
Like hockey and kissing, I’m guessing Alex Olsen has had lots of practice with women in bedrooms, and I’m sure he’samazing.
I’d really love to find out.
But that would be areally, reallybad idea.
