Saving Dallas (Saving Dallas 1)

“I would love to go,” I said, walking up to him, putting my arms around his waist and burying my face in his chest. He kissed the top of my head and engulfed me in his arms. I could stay here all day, but I knew if I wanted to be off in time to go out tomorrow night, I would have to work today. “I have enjoyed this weekend so much. And thank-you for sharing all of this with me,” I said, squeezing him a little harder.

“My pleasure, babe. I really want us to work. Just promise me you will keep an open mind.”

“I promise.” I meant it too. I would not let my jealousy come between us again.

“I have some things to do this evening. Would you like to stay and have dinner with me tonight? You can do anything you want. I won’t be gone too long,” he asked, looking down at me. I looked up at his handsome face. I tried to find a flaw about his appearance, but everything was perfect. Lucky bastard.

“Do you have a computer?” I asked. I could work from here. That would give me another night with Mr. Wonderful, and perhaps I could do something to piss him off and earn myself a delightful, punishment session. The thought excited me.

“I do. Come on. I’ll show you where it is.” He took my hand and led me out, locking the doors behind us.

Back inside, Luke presented me with his laptop and headed off to get ready. I opened my email, finding over fifty that I needed to respond to. My company was huge. I had offices all over Mississippi, and even though each office had its own management team, any major decisions had to come through me. My employees often emailed me personally, asking for favors, whether it was advances for their paychecks or a discount on a property. I usually had Lindsey sort through them and give them a generic response, but last week I had to answer them myself and I found that some conditions were serious. Since then, I have decided to respond to each one of them personally. Perhaps I needed to hold church with my employees. The thought reminded me of Luke, and even though he was in the next room, I missed him. Well, he was my boyfriend.

I walked in his room and found that he was not in there. I could hear him in the bathroom, so I decided to stay until he came out. When the bathroom door opened, I was glad I did. Sprawled out on the bed, I had the best view in the house of Luke’s incredible body. He didn’t notice me at first. I heard him humming a song to himself and wondered what it was. He had his back to me and I watched while he shimmied into some underwear. I couldn’t help it. I walked up behind him and put my arms around his waist. I registered his surprise, but he immediately relaxed when he glanced over his shoulder and saw it was me.

“You snuck up on me babe.”

“Sneaky, sneaky,” I giggled, quoting one of my favorite movies. He turned around and picked me up. I put my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, giggling once again.

“What’s so funny gorgeous?” he asked, mirroring my smile.

“Nothing, I just get excited when I watch my boyfriend dress.”

“Well, if it will make you smile like that, then I’ll let you watch more often.” He kissed me sweetly and butterflies formed in my stomach. “I love seeing my girl happy. Would you like to sit and watch the rest of the show?” His girl. I loved how he said that. I nodded enthusiastically and he sat me on the bed. What in the hell was wrong with me? I was giddy and felt like a love-struck teenager.

Luke glanced at the clock on the wall, and to my disappointment dressed a little too fast for my liking. He looked hot in a pair of khaki pants and a white button down dress shirt. He slipped his belt on, grabbed his wallet and keys and leaned down giving me a kiss. He smelled so delicious I wanted to lick him all over. I wandered where he was going, but I figured if he wanted to tell me he would. He had not asked me to go and I couldn’t help my disappointment. Not that I would have went anyway, but it still would have been nice to be invited. I pouted like a petulant child, and when he saw my frown, he knelt down in front of me and stuck his lip out.

“Why so blue panda bear?” he asked, mocking the catch phrase for an old commercial and making me laugh.