Grant chuckled as he passed the cage in the corner.“Harry, we’ve already had this talk.”
“She’s pretty.”
Jennifer snorted as she closed the door behind them.
“How about we sit on the sofa and eat?”
Grant sat down and set the bag on the low table in front of the sofa.“He’s right, you know.”
Jennifer pulled a couple of water bottles from the small fridge by her desk.“Who is?”
“Harry.You’re very pretty.”
Jennifer stood silently.
Grant walked to her and grasped her shoulders.“You’re beautiful and sexy as hell.”He raised and lowered his eyebrows comedically.
Jennifer laughed.“You’re silly, Grant.”
He pulled her against his chest and wrapped his arms around her.“I may be silly, but I’m still telling the truth,” he whispered against the side of her head and breathed in her sweet scent.She was teasing him, making him soft, but he didn’t mind.He smiled.He knew no one, including himself, had ever accused him of being silly.
They stood together for several moments, neither wanting to move.
“Are you hungry, baby?”Grant said reluctantly and bent to kiss her forehead.
Jennifer squeezed him one more time and then pulled away.“Absolutely,” she said as she sat on the old brown sofa.The only furniture was the sofa table where their food sat, her desk and chair, a tall wooden bookcase, a filing cabinet, and the tiny fridge.
Grant sat down close beside her and started to pull things out of the bag he brought.“I hope you like sub-sandwiches.I figured if you didn’t like something on it, it would be easy to remove.”
“It’s perfect, Grant.Thank you.”
There was silence for several moments as they ate.
As he studied her, Grant carefully wiped his hands on a napkin in the restaurant bag.“What are you doing tonight for dinner?”
Jennifer swallowed the food in her mouth before choking, then laughing.“We haven’t finished lunch yet.”She stilled when Grant reached out to wipe a bit of mayonnaise from her mouth with his napkin.
“I want to make sure I’m on your schedule tonight.”
A deep flush spread across her face.She tilted her head and smiled.“I’m free.”
“Good.I’ll pick you up after work.”
Jennifer shook her head.“No.I want to go home and shower.Besides, we’d have to return here to get my car.”
Grant leaned forward, set his elbows on his legs, and focused on her.“You like to argue with me, don’t you, baby?”
She laughed at the ironic, sarcastic tone of his voice.“I don’t mean to.I’m just trying to be logical.”
He pulled her onto his lap and leaned back, taking her with him.
Jennifer yelped and then giggled at his abrupt move.He took a deep breath, and she relaxed against his chest and tucked her head under his chin.
Grant felt something relax in his chest with her in his arms.He tightened the arm, curved around her back, and slid his other hand up and down her arm.
Jennifer tilted her head back to stare up at the sculptured perfection of his face and licked her lips nervously as her hand tightened around his thick wrist.
Grant slid a hand up to cup her cheek, and his eyes roamed slowly over her features before he lowered his head and took her lips.Within seconds, his body tensed up.When bolts of pleasure shot within him, and a mixture of hunger and something like anticipation raced through him, he stabbed his tongue into her mouth to taste her sweetness.His need for her spiked higher than he’d ever felt with any other woman.
