"For me?" Josie squealed. Another server put down a plate with a single round ball of fried ice cream and a small little pot of chocolate.
"Aw!" Josie said, jumping up and coming around the table to sit in my lap and throw her arms around me. "It's like the first time we met!"
"Just please don't dump the chocolate sauce all over me!" I said.
* * *
"So that was my public surprise,"Josie said after dinner when we were in the car. "And where's my private one?" she whispered in my ear.
I just wanted to rip her clothes off right there in the back of the car. Instead I settled for kissing her in the dark and letting my hand slide up her leg to the wet, warm panties I knew were waiting for me. She spread her legs slightly, and I just wanted to pull her on my lap and fuck her. But I controlled myself.
"This isn't the hotel," Josie said, confused when we pulled up to our destination.
"I wondered when you would figure out we're going the opposite direction," I teased as I helped her out of the car. She swung her legs out, and I wanted to kneel down and bury my face in between them.
"I had a lot of wine," she said, giggling as she leaned against me. "And I have a terrible sense of direction. The only reason I don't get lost in Harrogate is it's a giant grid, and if you go around in a circle, you end up back where you started."
She leaned on my arm as we walked into the renovated old brick warehouse building.
"Is this one of Archer's hotels?" Josie murmured against my mouth as I kissed her in the elevator.
"It's a condo building," I told her. "It was the first major real estate project that Svensson Investment did."
"Airbnb-ing it?" she commented. "Swanky."
I looked down at her. "It'smycondo."
"But you live in Harrogate," Josie blurted as the doors opened to a private lobby.
"I could fit three tiny houses in here," she exclaimed. "It's huge! But where's your kitchen?" She looked around.
"This is just the lobby," I told her as I punched in the numbers on the keypad and the large metal door slid open.
"Welcome to my Manhattan residence," I said to her, sweeping my arm out.
"Wow!" Josie said, slowly walking inside. "This is enormous."
"Sorry," I told her. "It's very masculine. If you want to redecorate, you're free to do so."
"Like right now?" she asked. "I mean… yes, I would like a craft room and a candy wall and the ceilings painted the color of bubble gum."
"Why would you glue candy on the walls?" I asked.
"Not glue," she said, walking into my kitchen. "I would put the candy in jars and arrange it on shelves."
"What would you do with a whole wall made out of candy?" I asked, following her.
"Eat it?" She looked at me incredulously. "Don't turn up your nose. You eat my candy, and you like it!"
She crooked her finger. I picked her up easily and set her on the polished concrete counter. Josie wrapped her legs around me. My pants were tight as her hips rolled against me.
"This is a nice surprise," she purred. "Giving me your nine inches of heartthrob in the biggest condo in New York."
"It's not that big," I said, kissing her neck.
"It's not the size that matters. It's how you use it," she quipped. Her hand palmed the bulge in my pants, slowly pulling down the zipper. "And you use it very well."
As much as I wanted to fuck her there on the counter, I had something better planned. "Your surprise," I groaned.
