Her eyes locked with mine for a moment before the corners of her mouth tilted up and she nodded. “Okay, but it will have to be quick so I can get more work done.”
“How about I cook for you at my home?”
Her pretty little mouth rounded into an O, making me chuckle. “You cook?”
“I do. Unfortunately, I don’t have time for it much, but I enjoy it when I can.”
She looked exasperated for a minute, then her head dropped back and she stared at the sky, muttering something like, “more than just dinner.” I grinned when she looked at me once again. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I wanted to pump my arm in victory, but I restrained myself. Instead, I quickly kissed her mouth once more, then her nose, before helping her into her car. It was a reliable sedan, but the vivid teal color was an indicator of her bright personality.
“I’ll send you my address. Text me when you’re home so I know you got there safe, sweetheart,” I purred. “See you at seven.” I shut the door before she could respond and stood back to watch her leave. Only when she was out of sight did I make my way to my own vehicle. I sent her my address and then headed home.
After parking my Jag in the detached garage behind my historic Federal Hill townhouse, I’d barely walked in the door when my phone chirped from my coat pocket. Glancing at the screen, I grinned at the name displayed there.
Sweetheart: Home safe. Thank you for dinner. I had a great time.
I slid my finger over the screen and typed an answer.
Me: My pleasure. Have sweet dreams about me, beautiful. xxx
Sweetheart: You too.
Me: Oh, my dreams about you aren’t sweet, Natalie.
I could practically see her blushing and my dick hardened at the thought of that pink flush all over her naked body.
Me: Should I tell you about them?
Sweetheart: Um, I don’t think so.
I laughed because somehow, I knew she was lying, but I decided to let her off the hook. I fully intended to reenact some of my naughty dreams with her tomorrow night. It was fast, but the willpower to resist her escaped me.
Me: You’re right. Show is better than tell. See you tomorrow. ;)
Sweetheart: That’s not what I meant!
Damn she was adorable.
Me: Goodnight, sweetheart. xxx
My phone didn’t beep again until I was sliding into bed.
Sweetheart: Goodnight.