Only One Night - The Fusion Universe

“Hi,” she greets me, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. Her gaze is pinned on me, and I realize I need to say something.

“Hi,” is all I can manage.

“Uhm, I just need my purse,” she says, turning to head into the kitchen. I follow like a puppy on a fucking leash. Her hips sway as she walks, and with every step, I can’t stop my gaze taking her in like a thirsty man in need of a drink.

She picks up the red purse, which I note matches her shoes. Those fucking red shoes.

“You’re going to kill me before this night is over,” I tell her honestly.

With a shy smile, Elisabet asks, “Why?”

I take a tentative step closer to her. The sweet scent of her perfume intoxicates me, and my mouth waters to taste it on her skin. To gently lick every inch of her until I’m drunk on her.

“Because you look downright fuckable, and dinner is the last thing on my mind,” I tell her honestly. I know it’s going to take a lot more than some dirty talk to get back into her good graces and prove I want her, but I can’t lie to her.

The pinkish hue on her cheeks turns darker, redder, and I picture every part of her flushed with need and desire. In my mind, she’s writhing under me as I devour her beautiful curves.

“Dinner first, and then I’ll consider a goodnight kiss,” she tells me with a sassy grin that makes my dick throb against my zipper.

“I can work with that,” I tell her with a grin and offer her my hand. The contact of our fingers twining makes my heart do stupid shit in my chest. Ignoring it, I lead her out to the elevator after she locks the apartment.

In silence, we take the lift down to the parking lot. I open the door for her, and she gratefully accepts. We don’t talk while I drive to Seduction. We don’t say a word, and with every passing second, I pray to a God I don’t really know very well that she likes what I’ve set up.

Nerves grate at me once more as we near the restaurant. I want so badly to say something that will fix this, but I know I need to be patient. When I finally pull up to the sidewalk, I exit the vehicle with my mind awash with everything that can go wrong tonight.

All my life, I’ve been confident. I’ve focused on winning, and I’ve always gotten what I want. Women, money, even properties, but with Elisabet, I’m walking a tightrope. After what I did to her, I deserve it, but a small indication of my love for this woman is that I’m here. More importantly, I want to be here.

If she were anyone else, any other woman, I would’ve walked away without a care. But she’s broken through barriers I’ve long since hidden behind, and I’m not letting her walk away from me.

I offer her my hand once more and help her from the car. The door slips open when we reach it, and I can feel the tension and nerves radiating from the woman beside me.

“Why is it so quiet tonight?” she asks, looking around, noticing there aren’t any other patrons waiting to be seated. But it’s only when we step inside that she realizes the place is empty, except for a table with a candle flickering on it.

“Surprise,” I tell her, stopping at the booth I booked. The same one we sat at when we had our surprise lunch together. I wanted to remind her of the good times, and that, to me, was the day we really got to know each other.

“What’s going on?” she questions, looking around as the kitchen doors swing open and Camden and Mia appear. They have big smiles as they make their way toward us.

“Hello, love birds,” Mia greets, pulling Elisabet in for a hug while I shake Camden’s hand.

“Good to see you, man. Thanks for setting this up,” I tell him and glance at Mia, who is grinning like an excited teenager at a pop concert.

She nudges me. “I wanted to see if you could pull it off. Well done, Rome.”

“That woman,” I say, pointing at Elisabet, “is worth every dollar.” My words are brutally honest. The blush on my woman’s face is payment enough. Just knowing she’s giving me a chance is enough.

“Dinner will be coming out soon. I have one of my servers working the evening. We’re heading out for our own dinner, but we’ll be back to lock up.” Mia hugs me quickly before placing a hand on Elisabet’s shoulder. Camden follows her out the door, and soon, we’ve got the whole place to ourselves.

“You had the whole place booked out?” Elisabet questions, and I nod. “I can’t believe it. I mean, it’s extravagant, but I like it.” She smiles, gifting me that one brilliant grin that confirms just how much I want to see that expression on her face forever.