“Get used to it,” I told her. “I like good restaurants.”
“I can definitely get used to eating food this good,” she said in a joking tone.
“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” I asked as I put my utensils on my empty plate and reached for my drink.
“At least a hundred times now,” she answered in a playful voice.
I shrugged. “I can’t help it. That dress is killing me. It’s sexy as fuck, and I’m pretty sure you know what it does to me.”
Her cheeks actually flushed a little, and it was one of the cutest things I’d ever seen.
She obviously wasn’t used to being the center of a man’s attention for all of the right reasons.
She was a woman who turned heads, especially mine, and she should never have to wonder how I felt about her.
“I think I like looking sexy,” she mused.
“Mission accomplished,” I said drily.
“It’s not really that daring of a dress,” she observed.
I shook my head. “It doesn’t have to be. It’s just enough to make a man fantasize about what’s under that dress.”
“You know exactly what’s under this dress,” she said lightly.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “And the reminder is a problem for me, sweetheart.”
She laughed, a musical sound that made my damn dick twitch.
“I’ll take care of that problem when we get back to the hotel,” she said in a seductive voice.
Fucking hell!
I wasn’t sure if I could wait that long.
I tried to distract myself by glancing at her face, but that didn’t help one damn bit.
Her hair was up in an elegant style I’d never seen before, and it made me want to bury my face in the soft curve of her neck.
I really wished I had bought her a pair of earrings that would complement a nice dress.
Her costume earrings were pretty, but my woman deserved to wear the expensive jewelry I wanted to see on her.
Diamonds or emeralds.
Either one would look good with her gorgeous eyes.
My gaze dropped to her tantalizing lips that were covered with a sexy red color that made me want to kiss her until she was moaning in my arms.
Fuck!
I wanted this woman in a way I’d never wanted a woman before…almost to the point of madness, which I knew probably wasn’t healthy. But it was out of my control.
She existed.
I reacted.
I wanted to claim her.
