I spent my day taking care of stuff around the office, and when the afternoon rolled around, my outfit arrived. I sent a message to Elly to make sure she would be ready at the time I said I would pick her up. For once, she actually responded to my message in the middle of the day instead of making me wait until she was done at the office. Our plans were confirmed—I just hoped that she had a tiny bit of holiday cheer for those that could use it most.
“Okay, Samantha. I’m going to go grab something to eat and then I’ll see you there.” I walked out of my office with my outfit slung over my shoulder.
“Sounds good.” Samantha looked up at me and smiled.
I figured Elly would be hungry as well, so I asked if she wanted me to pick her up something from Famous Sid’s. I was surprised to find out that she loved eating there as much as I did, but she preferred a lettuce wrap over the bread that I thought was the best in the city. I stopped by the cafe, picked up our order, and then drove to Elly’s apartment. I figured it would be best to eat before we left. Famous Sid’s sandwiches were pretty difficult to eat in the car, especially if I was driving, and I wasn’t sure Elly would be able to manage a lettuce wrap if we hit a few bumps on the way—although it might have been comical to watch her try.
“Hey!” Elly opened the door with a smile on her face.
“Hello there. Let’s eat before we hit the road.” I held up the bag from Famous Sid’s.
“I want something else a lot more than a sandwich right now…” Elly pulled me into her apartment.
“Can you even call a lettuce wrap a sandwich?” I raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
“Just kiss me.” She lifted up and wrapped her arms around my neck.
My lips crushed Elly’s, and the kiss ignited the spark of passion that was always present between us. I felt the desire surge through my body. I pressed her to the wall and ravaged her mouth with my tongue until we were both forced to stop and gasp for air. That brief break lasted less than a full breath before I kissed her again. She felt so good in my arms—and the desires was radiating from both of us, but there was no way that I could let myself get distracted by the woman I craved. I finally forced myself to pull back from our second kiss.
“We really do need to eat.” I exhaled sharply.
“Is my shirt okay?” Elly looked down. “It’s not offensive.”
“Wait?” My eyes opened wide when I took a step back and saw what she was wearing. “Is that a Christmas shirt?”
“I’m surprised you didn’t notice when you walked in.” She titled her head and grinned. “At least I know you are looking at something other than my boobs when you see me.”
“Sometimes…” My eyes definitely went to that exact place when she mentioned it.
“I don’t even remember where I got this shirt from.” Elly shrugged. “It was buried in one of my drawers. I probably got it as a gift one year or something.”
“It’s perfect.” I smiled and nodded. “Much better than the other one you told me about.”
“I feel underdressed. You said jeans and a t-shirt were okay—but you’re wearing a suit.” She raised her eyebrows in concern.
“I’ll change when we get there.” I waved off her concern. “Let’s eat before the sandwiches get warm.”
“Warm? Oh, got it…” She laughed. “My dining room table doesn’t get much use, but we don’t really have time to watch anything.”
“We’ll blow the dust off.” I walked to the dining area and put the bag down on the table.
Elly and I made small talk while we ate our food. I could tell that we were just spinning useless conversation to keep words moving and distract us from what we both really wanted to be doing. It was obvious in our body language, even if we didn’t verbalize it. Elly’s hand brushed against mine a couple of times when she laughed—I did the same to her when there was an opportunity to do so. I had one of those flashes in front of my eyes where I envisioned myself clearing the table with a quick swipe of my hand to make room for the passion brewing between us. I fought against my urges, and Elly seemed to be doing the same. I still couldn’t resist following her into the kitchen when she went to throw away our trash—where I put my hands on her beautiful curves and my lips on the back of her neck.
“You better be careful…” She exhaled sharply and leaned against me. “I’m about a second away from dragging you into the bedroom.”
“I wish we could.” I lifted my lips to her earlobes. “I can think of a lot of things I’d like to do to you in there.”
“So can I.” She turned in my arms and grinned. “Maybe you can come back to my place after we get done tonight? How long is it going to last?”
“It won’t take all night…” I chuckled under my breath. “But what I want to do to you would…”
“Then I’ll just have to settle for watching you change when we get to the event.” She pulled away and reached for her purse. “At least I’m going to get something out of this evening.”
“It’s not going to be that much of a show.” I shook my head back and forth. “What I’m wearing goes on over most of my clothes.”
“Over?” Her face twisted into a look of confusion. “Okay, well that’s different…”
“You’ll see when we get there.” I took her hand. “Ready?”