“You don’t have to worry.”
“I’m not. I love it when you’re feisty.”
We behaved ourselves as we finished our meals. Well, mostly. We kept our hands to ourselves, but the looks we gave each other were anything but innocent.
Matt wanted to take me home as much as I wanted to go home with him.
When the server asked if we wanted dessert, I grinned at Matt over the rim of my wine glass.
All I wanted was him. To lick him like the world’s tastiest ice cream.
“No, we’re good. Can you hurry with the check, please?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Matt, what if I want dessert?” Teasing him felt like foreplay.
“What would you like?” Those words could only sound sensual coming from those full lips.
“Take me back to your place, and I’ll show you.”
What I wanted to do to this man... But not in public.
He wasn’t wearing a tie, but he’d have one in his closet.I wonder if he’ll let me tie him up and have my way with him?
His pupils dilated, and he shifted in his seat.
“We probably shouldn’t-”
“We totally should. I want you. You want me. Fuck everyone else.”
Matt shifted in his seat, again. He glanced over at Jay before his lips pulled up in a ‘fuck it’ grin.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Matt paid the bill in cash, leaving a generous tip for the server, and all but dragged me to the front door.
Reality slammed into me as we stepped into the cool, rainy night.
Matt took his jacket off and held it over my head.
Another thing most men didn’t do because apparently strong, independent women didn’t need to be sheltered from the rain.
Only we do.
“Thank you.”
“Madi, have you checked your phone?” Jay sounded excited as he asked from behind me. “Emily’s in labor.”
“What?” She wasn’t due for two more weeks. Though twins were often early.
“Matt—”
“I’ll take you to the hospital. Jay, can you stay with her?”
“Yeah, man, go get your truck.” Jay and Cate moved to my sides.
“Sierra Four and Bravo One, hold your position for now,” Jay said before putting an arm around me. “I can’t believe I’m going to be an uncle again.”
