Snipping Up Love (Insta Love Shy Girl Romance 5)

He couldn’t actually be jealous, could he? I laughed lightly. “I like any polite paying customer, but especially the ones who know precisely what they want.”

Looking up at him hopefully, he chuckled as he took my hand. “I’m sorry, Katy. I know it’s too soon to have feelings like this, but I just don’t like the thought of you caring for other men like that. You know, with your hands all over them, and your…” He glanced at my cleavage. “Body so close to him.”

Turning to Dan, I put a hand on his chest. “I need to tell you, I can’t handle the jealous thing. I really can’t. It was the first thing that began to tear apart my parent’s relationship when my mother began working closely with an all male team at her office.”

Dan moved me back a few steps on the sidewalk until I was leaning up against a building, his arms caging me as he brought his face closer to mine. “Go on,” he whispered.

“Um,” It was very hard to breathe with his lips so close. “I don’t know much about relationships, but you can’t expect me to never talk to other men. Especially when we haven’t even had a date yet.”

He paused. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

My eyes grew wide. I could tell from the tone of his voice that he very rarely said those words to anyone.

He grinned, giving his head a shake. “I’ve never had this reaction to a girl before, Katy, and it’s making me a bit crazy. So please, I beg you, just bear with me for a bit while we figure this out, okay?”

I nodded, but his lips were already gliding against mine. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled his entire body tight, and I swear I felt flames licking up my thighs.

Only having kissed two other boys in my entire life, I certainly didn’t have much experience. But this was no boy. This was a huge man who obviously wanted me. Dan kissed me as if he had been studying the art of it for years. His fingers curled around the back of my neck, then ran all the way down my spine to gently squeeze my rear. A tiny moan escaped me, and he clutched me tighter against him. My lips parted as his hungry tongue entwined with mine.

I suddenly felt absolutely needy. I’d never been this aroused in my life, and the twitching desire flooding me required an outlet immediately.

But then he pulled away. His thumb ran down the side of my cheek as he stared at me intently. “Little one, as much as I would love to take you somewhere we can be alone immediately, I think we should make sure that you have dinner first.”

I nodded, nearly dizzy from that kiss.

“What kind of food do you like?” he asked.

At the mention of food, my stomach rumbled. He laughed. “I guess lunchtime was a long time ago?” He must have noticed that I turned away suddenly. “Katy, did you not have lunch?” I shook my head. “Did you have breakfast?”

“No, well, you mentioned dinner, and I’m not making a lot of money yet, so I thought maybe I could just eat once,” I admitted sheepishly.

His arm slid around me and he pulled me in for a little cuddle. Then he took my hand and turned us north. “Let’s get you fed immediately then,” he said.

Dan took me to a lovely bohemian café that had quite a wide variety of options, and amazing paintings all around. He slid in to sit beside me, instantly moving close. I decided on the special, and he ordered a simple steak and salad.

“I hope it’s okay if I steal one of your ravioli,” he grinned. “Unless it’s your favorite, of course.”

I smiled as he took my hand, holding it against my leg under the table. “I don’t know, I’ve never been here before. But someone once told me that it was almost always a good idea to try the special, since that’s the dish the chef is the most excited about today.”

His eyes widened, and he regarded me carefully. “So you like to try new things?”

I nodded. “When it’s something easy like food, or movies, or music, yes.”

“What about new experiences?”

I nodded, thinking. “That’s where I have a bit of trouble. I like to know what’s expected of me. So if I’m put on the spot, or don’t know how I’m supposed to behave, I get nervous.”

His thumb was running along my skin, making me melt. “Does it make a difference if you have someone with you?” he asked. “For example, if you had a rather large man beside you, his arm around you, would you be able to handle things more easily?”

I giggled, and wasn’t sure why. “I think so,” I said honestly. “Maybe. I mean, I’ve never tried it, but logically I could see that would help.”

His head tilted to the side. He was probably just thinking, unaware that the light was catching his cheekbone and jawline perfectly. This man was distractingly attractive.

“You’ve never had a man by your side?” he asked, his low voice suddenly quiet.

I shook my head.

“No boyfriends at all?” I shook my head again.