“Absolutely.Thank you for tonight, that was lovely.Delicious.”
I already have my hand on the door handle, ready to bolt as soon as the wheels stop rolling.
“Yeah, I had a good time.”He gives my knee a quick squeeze before adding, “Sit tight, let me get your door.”
Before I have a chance to stop him, he’s out the door and rounding the front of his truck.He stops right outside my door and pulls his phone from his pocket, putting it to his ear.He appears to listen and nods as he pulls open my door.
“…and I’ll be right there.”He tucks away his phone and holds out his hand, explaining, “That was work.”
Hugo is revealing himself to be quite the gentleman.Unexpected and, unfortunately, it does nothing to dull his appeal.
No, quite the opposite, I’m afraid.
When he starts walking me up the stairs to my door, I turn and stop him.
“Really, don’t let me keep you if you have to go; I can find my own way up.”
With Hugo standing two steps lower, I find myself at almost nose to nose with him, his blue eyes even prettier this close up.The darker ring only emphasizing the clear, ice-blue irises, but they are far from cold, instead radiating a heat I can feel down to my toes.
“Work will have to wait.I picked you up at your door, I’ll drop you off at your door,” he states in a low voice that has goosebumps break out on my skin.
I’m in so much trouble.
Resuming my trek up the stairs, I start digging my keys from my purse, but they’re quickly taken from my hand when we reach the top.Hugo steps up beside me and unlocks my door, opening it an inch before handing me back my keys.
“Well, thanks again,” I mutter, stepping inside and turning back to face him, my hand on the door, ready to close it.
But Hugo has different ideas, his hand shooting out to cup the back of my head as he leans in.
“If I had time, I’d dig for the reason you’ve been withdrawing from me since we left the restaurant.As it is, it’ll have to wait for a later time, but I’m not going to walk away without giving you something to think about.”
No sooner have the words left his mouth, when his lips hit mine.
His kiss is like that first sip of cold water when a hot day has you so parched you’re lightheaded.
For all my determination not to allow things to progress this far, I’m ashamed to admit, my free hand finds purchase on his chest, fingers curling into the front of his sweater.It’s instant capitulation, and my knees feel weak.
He’s thorough, his tongue testing as he slightly shifts and changes the angle to reach every inch of my mouth, and I’m a slave to his explorations.
“Fuck,” he curses when he tears himself from the kiss, his head resting against mine.
I don’t have the breath to say anything.Not even when he presses his lips to my forehead, and whispers, “I’ll call you later.”
I’m in so,somuch trouble.
Hugo
Holy shit.
That was…unexpected.
I’d anticipated chemistry and I was prepared for it to be enjoyable, but that kiss was explosive.From zero to a hundred in a heartbeat, creating an instant addiction.
Then why does it feel I just opened Pandora’s box?
I didn’t believe Bess for even a second when she gave me that story about the reconnection with her long-lost brother, Ken.Don’t get me wrong, I believe she was talking to him, but she looked way too spooked for it to have been simply an awkward conversation.Something is going on she is not ready, or willing, to share.
I’m not going to push her, but I’m also not going to wait around for her to be ready to share.I don’t like her scared if I can help it, so I sure as hell am going to do a little digging on my own.
