I want to give her those secrets.
“Please tell me you felt that,” she whispers.
I give her fingers a squeeze. “I think the entire city felt that.”
“Our chemistry is amazing,” she says, our pace suddenly picking up.
“Off the charts.”
We round the corner and walk several more blocks before she glances up at me again. “It’s a little scary.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because I’ve never had this sort of connection with someone before. I’m not really sure what to do with it.”
“If it makes you feel better, I’ve never felt it either.”
She cocks a brow. “Really? I don’t believe that for one second.”
“Why?”
“Look at you,” she says, waving her free hand at me. “You’re successful, gorgeous, smart, funny, and to top it off you’re amazing in the sack—”
“Keep going,” I say playfully.
She slaps my arm. “What I’m saying is you’re the whole package. I don’t understand how you’re still single. Wait.” She stops in the middle of the sidewalk. “You’re not a serial killer, are you?”
“No.”
“Stalker?”
“I was planning to stalk you if you didn’t call. Does that count?”
She shakes her head. “No. I probably would’ve resorted to stalking you as well. You don’t have some weird foot fetish where you want to suck my toes, do you?”
“No,” I laugh. “There are several parts of your body I want to suck, but your toes are not among them.”
“Well, then,” she says, stepping toward me. “What’s the secret? Why am I the lucky girl who gets to spend the evening with Rex Ambrosi?”
“I could ask you the very same questions.”
“Do you feel like a lucky girl?”
Winding my arm around her waist, I haul her close. She giggles, and warmth spreads through my chest. “Watch your mouth,” I warn, taking her lips in a searing kiss.
A few people give out catcalls, a few more yell at us to get a room, but no way am I letting this woman go.
Breathless, Shae pulls back. “Erin and JJ are out for the night. Would you like to come up when we get to my place?”
Slamming my lips against hers, my tongue plunges into her mouth, seizing it as if I own it. Her soft body melts against mine, and when I pull back her, heavy eyes blink up at me.
“Does that answer your question?”
Her lower lip is glistening from my mouth, and she runs a thumb along it. “Let’s go.” Grabbing my hand, she tries to pull me down the sidewalk, but her poor little legs are just too short. I scoop her up, tossing her over my shoulder for the remaining two blocks.
“You have a thing for holding me.”
I smack her ass. “A thing for your ass in my face.”