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He nods.
“Yeah, let me know.”
When he hangs up, I tilt my head in question and he sighs.
“Sorry, babe. Club business. Did you already eat lunch?”
I nod, wishing he’d share what’s going on with me but I understand the need for secrecy with the work that they do. If his silence keeps someone safe, I’ll deal with it.
“Yeah, I ate before I left the diner.”
“We can start with the movie then. I’m pretty sure I still owe you for last night as well.”
“Sounds good, but I’m not stripping down to my underwear. That was a one time deal and you missed it.”
“I think I might be able to talk you into it.”
I shake my head. “Don’t count on it.”
He laughs, throwing his arm over my shoulders as he leads me to one of the bedrooms. There’s a king-size bed against one wall and it faces a huge TV mounted on the wall.
“We’re going to watch in here?”
“Yeah. It’s impossible to have a TV in the living room with all those windows. Why? Is that going to be a problem for you?”
He’s got a wicked grin on his face and I turn away from him, examining the bed and trying not to picture the two of us naked on it. Oh, hell… How am I supposed to spend two hours sprawled out on a mattress with him? My willpower is never going to last.
* * * *
“Watch your step,” Lincoln whispers in my ear with his hands clamped over my eyes and a shiver races down my spine at his warm breath on my neck. I was right about my willpower not lasting long and it only took ten minutes for me to shed my pants and curl up between Lincoln’s legs. It’s not my fault, though. I just hate pants. After our movie, we laid in bed and made out like a couple teenagers but thankfully, things didn’t get past heavy petting. Or not thankfully… I don’t know anymore. When it comes down to it, I already know that what Lincoln and I have is special so why am I still waiting? I guess the truth is that I’m scared. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone and while I was once very promiscuous, that’s not who I am anymore.
“There’s a ledge right here,” he says against the shell of my ear and a breathy moan slips past my lips before I can stop it. I wrap my fingers around his wrist and step forward gingerly, feeling for the ledge and stepping over it. Once things cooled down between us, Lincoln started making us dinner and banished me to the room so he could set up yet another surprise. I was serious earlier when I said I didn’t like surprises but a girl could get used to this. Especially with a man like Lincoln.
“You ready?” he asks and I nod.
“Yes.”
He presses a kiss just below my ear and all my nerve endings spring to life. “When I pull my hands away, you can look, okay?”
I nod, breathless. “Okay.”
He pulls his hands away and my eyes flutter open, drawing a gasp out of me. Candles line the railing of the front porch and he brought one of the tables and a bench up from the yard.
“Just one bench?” I ask, eyeing the blanket strewn over the edge. He grins.
“You’ve lost your damn mind if you think I’m letting you get more than an arm’s reach from me.”
I glance down at my bare legs. “Do you have neighbors?”
“Do you really think I would have brought you out here in your sexy little panties if I did?” he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist and gripping my ass cheek. “Mine.”
I wrinkle my nose. “Don’t go all caveman on me.”
“Don’t act like you wouldn’t like it,” he whispers, leaning in and claiming my lips as I sigh. Damn it. For being such a strong independent woman, he sure makes me weak.
My stomach growls and he pulls back and points to the bench.
“Sit.”
