“Are you going to share your dessert with me?”
“I’ll share anything with you that you want,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “You know, making it fun and all.”
She brought over the two desserts. His comment didn’t warrant an answer. “Well then, we can split them both.”
“That had been my plan all along. You’re not afraid of getting soft, are you?”
The way his eyes were looking her over as she stood next to the table, the burning she felt in his gaze on her body, told her he appreciated what was in front of him.
“Would it bother you if I was?”
“Hell no,” he said. “Not to sound sexist.”
“But you’re going to anyway. Hit me with it.”
“Since you said I could. What you’ve got going on works well for me.” His hands were weaving in and out as they moved up and down. “But it’s more important about how it works for you.”
Her shoulders slumped and she leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. Just testing it out...
“That’s very sweet of you to say.”
His arm went around her waist and pulled her closer. “We should try that on the lips at least once, don’t you think?”
This was getting into dangerous territory, but she started it.
“For research purposes. You know, need to make sure one of us isn’t repulsed,” she said.
“Not happening on my end.”
She leaned down and quickly put her lips to his. Not on her end either.
“That is the definition of a peck.”
“You never said how many times I could peck you though,” he said, laughing.
Why did that have to sound so scandalous?
Thirty minutes later, she was pushing the cart out of his room and into the elevator.
Staying any later was going to make her change her mind about the weekend.
Not because she was afraid of him, but more fearful of herself and what she was already feeling.
The warm flood of tingles as if she’d tried to stand after her legs had fallen asleep for days.
Only this wasn’t painful but craved.
The soft sound of his wicked laugh when he knew he won. The way it glided over her body caused her to sway toward him.
The touch of his smooth lips against hers and the ringing in her ears that followed.
She kissed him first. She started it.
And she was glad she had.
“Are you going to leave the elevator or stand there staring at the wall?”
“What?” She looked at Hunter laughing at her. She was on the first floor and hadn’t realized the doors opened.
