The Uber drivers around here showed up super quick so I felt like we were running out of time.
“Hold on a second.” I disappeared into my bedroom and came out with one of my favorite warm up jackets. “Take this.” I held it up behind her and she slipped her arms in the too long sleeves.
“I can’t take your jacket.” She looked so damn cute. It nearly covered her dress completely. It made me feel like she was mine.
I ignored her and rolled the sleeves up three times before her hands peeked out. Satisfied to see her in my jacket, I moved closer to her. “I’m glad I found you again.”
Her head tilted back, exposing the creamy white of her delicate throat. My eyes homed in on her lips though. I couldn’t let her get away before I could get a taste. Just one taste.
When I leaned forward she pressed up on her toes. I didn’t have to ask. She wanted this as much as I did.
“Hunter,” she breathed my name just before my mouth closed over hers.
If I had any doubt before as to why I needed to see her again, this kiss quickly put them to rest.
Her tongue tasted like warm, sweet coffee. I tilted my head to delve deeper. By now one of my hands was in her hair and the other low on her back. I wanted to get closer to this woman. No way could she ignore my arousal. My cock was so fucking hard. I wanted to taste her everywhere. My hand slid to her ass and I clutched her against me.
She wrapped her hands around my waist and moaned. We’d been dancing around this all night. Hell, since she’d thrown lingerie all over the lobby.
My mouth left hers and trailed down her throat. Her hands were in my hair now. One of my hands dropped to her leg and slid up, under her dress, under my jacket. I lifted her leg and wrapped it around me. I pressed into her center. I wanted to be inside of her. Tonight. Now.
My phone tinged.
And then it tinged again.
It would be the Uber driver waiting downstairs.
I drew back, surprised at how ragged my breathing sounded. Her eyes were closed and her lips swollen and shiny from my kiss.
I had to swallow hard before I could talk again. “The driver.” My voice sounded hoarse so I cleared my throat. “The driver’s downstairs.”
By now her eyes had flown open and she’d dropped her leg. She also slipped behind that little wall I wanted to chip away at.
“Oh yeah.” She hugged her purse in front of her.
Grabbing her bag, I followed her downstairs and walked her out to the sidewalk. I knew we had great security in the building but wanted to be sure she made it safely into the vehicle.
The driver was in a newer Nissan. I should have just driven her myself. She climbed in and I held onto the door for a minute.
“Thank you, Hunter.” She looked a little sad. “For everything.” It was almost as though she was trying to tell me goodbye. I wasn’t ready for that though.
“I’ll text you.” I returned her stare confidently. “For that dinner.”
She looked a little pained but nodded.
I forced myself to close the damn door and watched the driver’s lights disappear down the empty street.
There was no way I’d let her duck out of our date.
She had my jacket.
And besides. Her shoes were still on the floor in my living room.
“Late night DeLuca?”Cannon had already worked up a sweat by the time I dragged my ass into the training room almost a half an hour late. I tossed my towel onto the floor and balanced myself on the large inflated ball. The trainers wanted me to focus on core strengthening. We were careful with what I did with my upper body. I needed mobility and stability.
Cannon was doing bicep curls and I was rolling around on a big rubber ball. “Later than I planned.” I didn’t want to tell him about Holly. Felt like I’d jinx things if I mentioned her to anyone.
“So how much did you go for? Did a little old lady win you? Or will you be fighting off a cougar?”
