“I haven’t either. Hell, I haven’t been with anyone in years, though.”
I reach over and squeeze her hand. “Why?”
I just can’t understand how this beautiful woman could go for years without sex. Why doesn’t she have men throwing themselves at her? Hell, look at me.
“It’s not something I want to talk about. Next question. Did you have any pets growing up?” Well, now she has me wondering. She doesn’t visit her family home often even though she loves it there, and she doesn’t want to talk about why she hasn’t had sex in years. I want to push her, I want to know, but I also know if I do that, I run the risk of her changing her number on me again. For now, I just let it go.
“I had a dog named Herbi. He was awesome, but he died when I was in high school. I’ve been wanting to get another dog, but Jax doesn’t want to smell dog shit.” We both laugh and the tension is starting to lift.
“I had a dog too. His name was Duke. He was a great dog, a chocolate Lab. I had to leave him when I went off to college, and he passed away my sophomore year. It broke my heart I wasn’t there.”
We go back and forth with a few more questions that are ridiculous, and she looks at her cell phone. I knew before she even said anything that she was going to leave. I walk her to her car, just like I did the first night she was here. This time I’m not letting her leave without another kiss.
“Thanks for coming tonight, London. I had a great time.”
“Thank you for the invite. Next time, my place.” Next time. At least I haven’t run her off yet. Just like when she came, I press my lips to hers, only this time I didn’t seek permission. I bite her lip and when she moans, we devour each other. I lift her up, set her on the hood of her car, and kiss every inch of her sensitive neck before kissing her lips again. She has her legs wrapped around me and her hands in my hair. I have mine tangled in her hair and I can’t get enough. I’m so turned on, my cock is hurting. When I start kissing down to her tits, she pushes me back a bit and I look at her. Her chest is heaving, her face is flushed, and her lips are swollen from mine. “We need to stop. I’m so sorry.”
I nod my head and kiss her lips gently before setting her back on the ground. “I’m sorry, I got carried away. It’s just once I taste you, I lose all control.” She wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my chest. I hold her close to me, loving the way she feels in my arms.
“I get carried away too. I just get scared,” she says it quietly into my chest, maybe even hoping I won’t hear her, but I do. I hold her tighter.
“Please don’t ever be scared with me. I’ll never do anything to purposely hurt you.” I hope she believes me, because it is the first time I’ve said something like that and I truly mean it. She is becoming special to me, and the more time I spend with her, the more I realize what Jax went through with Kallie. Not that London is denying me like that, but I get how he wanted her without knowing much of anything about her. That’s exactly how I feel with this beautiful woman in my arms. I just hope she doesn’t run off before I can prove it.
Chapter Seven
London
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Never in my life have I been this turned on or attracted to someone. I’m not good with words, London, but I can show you everything I’m feeling with my body, all right?”
I sit up gasping for air and looking around my room. I thought maybe after seeing Blake a few times, the dream would stop, but it hasn’t. It’s gotten worse. I’m dreaming about feelings now, a true connection. I wish I remembered that night to know how it actually happened. Maybe I’ll feel comfortable enough with Blake one day to ask him, but I’m not sure about that.
Even though we haven’t seen each other since dinner at his house on Monday, we’ve talked every day. I invited him over tonight, but he has a shoot after work. It’s for the best really, because I need to finish this book soon if I’m going to get it published on time. We have our shoot tomorrow and I’m really excited. I can’t wait to see how it all unfolds. I need to meet everyone over at Kallie’s at noon. We’re going to shoot for a few hours and then head to the guys’ for a barbeque. I’m really looking forward to spending time with Blake again, especially with Kallie and Jax.
After I take a shower, I get ready for work, and during my drive, my phone rings. I know without a doubt that it’s Shannon. “Hey girl.” I put her on speaker and continue driving.
“Hey. So, listen to this. I was talking to Brody last night, and he was telling me that Blake has been doing nothing but talk about you. He said he’s never seen him like this before.” I know she means well, but when I hear things like that, it scares the shit out of me. I like Blake, I like being around him and talking to him, and to be honest, he’s awakened my sexual side again, but that’s what scares me. I am terrified of being in a relat
ionship again. With Axel, it was great in the beginning, just like this, and then it all went to shit. I know in my heart that Axel is just a crazy bastard, but I can’t convince my head completely of that. “Hey, did you hear me?”
“Sorry. Yes, I heard you.” I don’t know what else to say. She has my head all over the place right now.
“Sweetie, don’t do this. You’ve been doing great. Don’t climb back in that bubble. I’m telling you this to show you that he isn’t using you. He doesn’t have a hidden agenda. He likes you, he’s into you. Enjoy it, and for Christ’s sake, have sex already.” She always knows how to make me laugh.
“You’re one to talk. At least the guy I’m kinda seeing is in the same state as me.” She bursts out laughing and I’m glad I didn’t piss her off with that. “Seriously, how are things going? I know it’s only been a week and all, but still.”
“Honestly, it’s great. We talk all the time, and he’s already planning a time to come out here.” I’m so happy for her. She might talk a lot of shit about me not dating, but she’s just as bad, except she sleeps with them.
“That’s great, Shan. Listen, I just got to work, so let me go and I’ll call you tonight.” We hang up and I grab my coffee and take a deep breath to prepare for the shit show I’m about to head into. I’m going to fire Todd, the waiter who gives me shit, and I know he’s not going to go quietly. I climb out of the car and head inside. “Good morning.” I get a few moans and groans from the staff and head to my office to prepare for Todd.
After I get everyone on the same page for the day, I look around and still no Todd. This guy really thinks his shit doesn’t stink. My boss, Ben, knocks on my door and walks in. “So, I read all the write-ups on Todd. You’re right. He needs to go. If he gives you shit, just call me and I’ll come right back down.”
I smile up at him, appreciating the gesture. “Thanks, Ben. He’ll be a pain in the ass, but I’ll be fine.” He nods his head and leaves until later tonight, when he’ll come back and check on the night staff. An hour later, Todd comes strolling in as if he’s on time. He’s laughing and cracking jokes with the staff, making my blood boil. “Todd, my office.” He ignores me and continues to joke around. “Now!” I start walking when he finally gets the message I’m not kidding.
We walk into my office, and I tell him to have a seat. “What’s up, London?” I sit down and pull out all the paperwork I have on him.
“Todd, I’m going to get right to the point. You obviously don’t care about your job. You’re always late, constantly giving me problems, and honestly, you can’t wait tables all that well. It’s in everyone’s best interest to let you go.” I hand him his last paycheck and fold my hands on the desk. “That is your final paycheck. Please clean out your locker.” He glances at the check and back at me.
“Are you shitting me? I’m not leaving, I need this job.”