“That’s good. Logan has started drawing up preliminary plans for the house. Would you mind taking a look?”
Her eyes widened. “I would love to. But why do you need my opinion?”
“Because I like your house and I love the ideas you’ve mentioned so far. While we we’ve been looking at land, you gave me some good ideas. I want to incorporate them into the house, but you need to look at the plans, see if they’ll work.” He stood up suddenly and walked over to the double fridge, pulling something out and walking back to the sofa. “I know you said no dinners, but I thought some appetizers would be okay,” and he set down a bowl filled with a dip that looked cheesy and decadent along with a tray of already sliced baguettes.
“That looks delicious,” she sighed, relieved that they weren’t going to just head into the bedroom and have at it. “This all looks perfect,” she told him, touched that he’d gone to so much trouble for tonight.
“Relax,” he encouraged and dipped one of the baguettes into the dip, bringing it to her lips.
Automatically, she opened her mouth and took a bite. “Oh my!” she sighed as the garlic flavor hit her. “This is fabulous!”
They talked and ate the delicious dip that she discovered had crab and tiny shrimp mixed with various cheeses, sipped wine and talked about their day. Actually, Luke talked about his day. Naya didn’t have much to say since she’d spent the morning stressing about talking with him and the afternoon stressing about the results of her talk with him. Not a very productive day.
The wine helped her relax, but now all Naya wanted was for Luke to take her into his arms and kiss her. And make love to her.
So…how did one convey that desire to a man? She looked at him over the rim of her wine glass, not sure what to say or do. He seemed perfectly content to talk tonight.
Naya didn’t want to talk. She wanted him. She was here, she was finally relaxed…what could she do?!
“Luke,” she whispered, looking up at him.
Instantly, he knew what she was going to say. She didn’t even need to say the words. His eyes understood. He took her wine and set the glass down on the table next to his own then turned to look at her. “Are you sure, Naya?” he asked softly.
That voice! Goodness, from the first moment she’d met him, his voice had been making her body respond. It still worked!
“Yes,” she replied, ignoring the twinge of fear. It wasn’t doubt. Nope, there was no doubt in her mind now. She wanted this. She wanted him!
Leaning forward, his hand cupped her cheek and he kissed her. Just a gentle, careful caress of his lips before he pulled back. “If you don’t…” he started to say, but she put a hand to his arm, her fingers curling around the muscles straining there, and that was the end of his control.
“Naya,” he groaned. A moment later, she was sitting on his lap and he was kissing her, ravaging her mouth. She didn’t want this to ever stop. It occurred to her that she’d been crazy to put no kissing on the list of rules when she absolutely loved the way Luke kissed, but her mind was too focused on all the other sensations flying through her body. Amazing what half a glass of wine and Luke’s kisses could do for her.
When he lifted her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom, there was a small spark of nervousness, but it was quickly tamped down when he stood in front of her and pulled the soft sweater over his head, dumping it onto the floor without a care for the expensive wool.
He took her hand, his fingers tangling with hers as he looked down. “Every time you’ve touched me, touched my chest over the past week, I’ve imagined what it would feel like to have you touch me like this,” he said and spread her fingers out over his chest.
Instantly, Naya was consumed by the heat of his skin, of the muscles that flexed as her fingers spread out over the broad expanse of his chest.
“Damn,” he muttered through gritted teeth. “Better than I imagined.”
With those words, she moved her fingers over that tanned skin, fascinated by the man, by all of the muscles everywhere. His arms were bulging with them, his chest was rippled with them and his shoulders were padded high with those amazing muscles.