“Hey, she was just about to answer. You need to know what she likes, have you asked her? I bet you haven’t.” Jack said.
“Let’s talk about something else, we’ll work out what we like in bed soon enough,” Elijah said.
“Oh excellent, that makes me so happy.” Olivia said and raised her lemonade in a toast.
The others clinked their glasses to hers and changed the subject to something safer. As the evening drew to a close, Elijah and Lilly left their good company and warm hospitality. He walked her back to her apartment.
“Did you have a good evening Lilly? I hope they didn’t embarrass you too much. I didn’t know he had one of your paintings and that he knew it was yours, it’s a stunning picture.” Elijah kissed Lilly’s nose.
Lilly grabbed his coat lapel and pulled him in for a searing kiss. She loved kissing him, his plump lips were soft and she could kiss him all night long.
“You need to let me go in now Elijah or you’ll make meso hot and bothered you’ll have to finish things off in my bed,” Lilly said.
“In that case, I shall bid you goodnight. I’ve had too much to drink to let tonight be our first night.” Elijah kissed her long and slow.
Lilly broke the kiss and stepped back to her front door, Elijah followed and pressed her against the glass and kissed her again.
“Elijah,” Lilly said breathlessly.
“Ok, ok, I’m going. I’ll see you tomorrow beautiful, at Blue’s, to make a start on the wall,” Elijah said.
“Ok handsome, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Lilly was thrilled that she was going to be doing the painting at Blue’s. It was like a dream come true. Standing at the wall, she looked at what had already been done and it wasn’t much to look at after the fire damage. The first thing she would do would be to paint the wall a single colour and start again. Then Lilly would decide what would go in its place. She needed to do some research into the building. She had an idea along the lines of Elaine’s but wanted to make it more of a Scottish feel.
Stepping forward to the wall she traced the dancer’s outline that had been sketched faintly on the wall in the corner untouched by the smoke. Lilly daydreamed about dancing in the arms of a man who knew how to dance. She loved to dance but had yet to find a man who could dance well too. If only she could find another who could dance the tango, her dancing dreams would come true.
She wondered if Elijah could dance, she hoped he could. If she was going to Jack and Olivia’s wedding, she would want to be able to have the first dance with thebest man. She hummed a song aloud as she continued to trace the lines of the dancer.
“What are you thinking about Lilly?” Elijah asked.
Lilly jumped and stopped humming immediately, Elijah’s low voice sent a shiver through her. She adored the feeling, the fission of excitement. It was like being at school when the boy she crushed on spoke to her. She felt giddy and happy.
“Dancing, Can you dance Elijah?” Lilly asked.
“No, not a step,” Elijah said.
Lilly’s heart plummeted, her disappointment must’ve shown because, Elijah took her right hand and spun her in a circle and pulled her tight to his body. Swivelling his hips into hers, he dropped her back and pulled her left leg up high while holding her close. She was breathing hard as she looked up into his eyes and grinned.
Slapping his chest, she tried to contain her blushing.
“You can dance, you tease,” Lilly said.
“I can dance a little, you can find out if you’ll be my date at the wedding,” Elijah asked.
“Holy smoke, are you actually asking me?” She said and added. “I shall think about it.”
Lilly let Elijah lift her back up after he pecked her check with a quick kiss. She beamed in response to his affection and kissed his cheek in return.
“Do you know who caused the damage to the wall yet?” Lilly asked to change the subject.
“Will you come to the wedding with me Lillian Harrison?” Elijah asked and then pouted.
“Oh for goodness’ sake, yes, I will come to the wedding with you.”
“Great,” Elijah said and grinned his trademark smile. “I’ve heard nothing from the police. The lit bottle of alcoholthrown through the window hit the turpentine for washing the brushes, which caused it. As to who is to blame I don’t think we’ll ever know,” Elijah added.
