Addicted

"Yeah, and every minute of my life becomes about my career. That's not at all who I am." She shrugged and picked up her menu. "Share the fajitas with me. The smallest platter is still way too much food for me."

"Sure, whatever you want." I picked up my glass of water and glanced up as the server approached. Cora ordered for us, and I added in my beer order before turning back to her.

"So why are you going to law school, and what do you want to do with your life if not that?" I sat back, trying to remember the last time I had a real conversation with a woman. I couldn't place it. Not even with my mom or sister. It was odd. Had I really grown that shallow?

"It's my mom and dad's dream for me to work in a firm like they do. It's actually their firm that they want me to work in." She licked at her lips, and my eyes moved down to focus on them again as she finished talking. I missed the whole last part of her response thanks to the memory of our kiss rolling over me.

She chuckled, and I came to.

"What?" I asked before reaching up and taking my beer from the server.

"You're not listening anymore, are you?" Her eyebrow lifted as she gave me a cocky grin.

"Yeah, I am." I pressed the beer to my lips as her smile lifted to her eyes, captivating me.

"No, you're not. You ass. You faded off into a daydream." She pressed her arms to the table and lifted her eyebrow at me. Her position had her dark hair brushing over her exposed, sun-kissed shoulders and left her cleavage on full view. My mouth started to water.

"I did, you're right. I was reliving that kiss the other night. It's been a long time since I've panted over a three second make out session." I smiled, hoping to catch her off guard.

"Was it three seconds? Felt like forever." She shrugged and diverted her eyes from me as she picked up another chip. "You're turn. What are you doing after this summer?"

"I don't know." I ran my fingers through my hair, struggling with the truth versus what I figured she would want to hear. Just friends, right? "I want to be a coach, but the time and energy involved in that is massive. I figure there aren't too many women in the world that would be interested in marrying a man who followed his heart into a low-paying, time-demanding job."

"I'm thinking there are a few that would. You just need to find one that supports you and your dreams." She tilted her head a little to the side, studying me.

"Are you that kind of girl, Cora?" I picked up another chip, watching various expressions run across her face. I was teasing her more than trying to dissect her, but I'd let her take the conversation wherever she wanted to. I was just glad to be there with her.

"I don't know. I think I would be. I'm more the type of person that wants everyone around me to find success more than I want to find it myself." She moved back as the fajitas were delivered. "Wow, that was fast."

"This place is the best. Clay and I sneak up here from time to time and grab one of those big-as-your-face burritos. Daniel would counsel us for an hour over the amount of salt and cholesterol on those things."

She laughed and picked up the tortillas, offering me one. "Seems like a great group of friends you have."

"It is." I started to put my fajita together as I snuck glances at her. "We've been friends for a long time, me and Clay since we were in elementary school. He's a great guy. I'm glad him and Emily hit it off. He's been in a bit of a dry spell lately."

"Is he planning on going anywhere after the summer?" She dipped her spoon into the sour cream, dropped the white cream on her plate and slid the spoon into her mouth.

My body tightened painfully, leaving me fully aware that of all the woman I'd been around in the last few months, she was by far the one I wanted to explore the most. Fuck.

"No, he's going to stay here." I licked the cheese off my fingers as I tried not to get my dinner all over my shirt. "How about Emily?"

"She's staying here, too. She'll be taking her masters and then doctorate at Arizona State." She took a big bite of her fajita and closed her eyes, moaning loudly. The sound of her finding pleasure shot an arrow of desire through the center of me. I wanted to hear it again and again.

"Good. Then maybe we'll be in each other's lives for a long time." I took a big bite, wanting to moan loudly myself, but holding it in. The food was delicious, but the company was much better than anything I'd experienced in a long time.

"Brody?" A loud whiny voice called me from the moment. I turned to see Dina standing a few feet from us, a smile on her beautiful face. Her long dark hair was hanging around her shoulders, leaving her to look like an exotic princess of sorts.

"Hey, Dina." I stood up, thinking it might be best to walk over to her rather than have her come and introduce herself to Cora. With my luck, she'd mention the blow job in front of my newest obsession and send me back to square one.

"You look amazing." She smiled and reached out, brushing her hands over my chest as I stopped in front of her.

"You, too. Life treating you well?" I carefully took her hands and pulled them from me, trying to be nonchalant about it.

"It's been good, but I've missed you. Three days and nothing? Was I not good enough?" She gave me a knowing look. The bitch was every man's wet dream. She was good enough for most, but she wasn't the girl for me.

"Don't be silly. I'll call you soon. I'm having dinner with a friend tonight, though. Take care, okay?" I winked and turned, walking back to the table as she called out to me.

"No taking her to the lookout, okay? That's our place." A sexy smile lifted her lips.