Only With Me (With Me 2)

I grabbed two wine glasses and set them on the counter. Glancing down, I saw the itinerary for her trip to Italy.

“You excited about your trip to Italy?”

Her head whipped to look at me. “What? Why do you ask?”

Jesus she was on edge. “I saw your itinerary and I know you had mentioned you were looking forward to going.”

Her face relaxed and then finally her body did as well. “Oh right. I am looking forward to going back. I’ll be worried about the bakery though.”

Handing her a wineglass, I winked as I sat down next to her. “I’m sure Charity will take care of the bakery.”

After she took a sip, she frowned. “She was nowhere to be found today. If I hadn’t had been here, what would have happened?”

“Max would have told the customer it was too short of a notice, but that next time they needed something to please keep your bakery in mind.”

The corners of her mouth pulled up into a beautiful smile. “You’re right. If I hadn’t had the lemon curd made up, we wouldn’t have been able to do it, anyway.”

“Right.”

She took another sip. “Do you think it was sort of a test? I mean seriously . . . who needs that many cakes?”

Laughing, I shook my head and reached for her foot. She’d already kicked her shoes off. “Someone having a party, large dinner, a company. I could think of a hundred things.”

We both set our glasses on the coffee table. Gabi slid down on the sofa while I took both feet and began massaging them.

“Mmm, that feels heavenly.”

Her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted open. My dick was getting harder by the second.

I pushed a little harder and she gasped before letting out another moan.

“I think we should move this to your bedroom.”

Opening her eyes, she asked, “Why?”

With a half grin, I replied, “Because I want your ass naked so I can give you a proper massage, that’s why.”

Gabi giggled and pulled her feet from my lap. Standing, I took her hand and led her to her bedroom. My heart was pounding like it always did when I was with this woman. She did crazy things to not only my body, but my heart as well.

When I shut the bedroom door, Gabi pulled her shirt over her head. My hands cupped her breasts while my thumbs rubbed her nipples through the thin lace bra.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

We both froze. “Fuck,” I angrily said.

Gabi closed her eyes and sighed. “Terrible timing.”

Cupping her face within my hands, I kissed her. Our tongues danced hungrily as I pulled her body closer. Deepening the kiss, we were lost in each other. If I thought I could go fast, I’d have taken her right then.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Goddamn it, I want you, Gabi.”

Her hands moved down my back and over my ass where she squeezed me and pushed her hips into my dick.

“Come back by when you’re done.”

My forehead rested on hers as I pulled my pager out. “It could be hours.”

“I don’t care.”

“You know the rule. Don’t take care of yourself.”

She smiled as her fingers traced along the stubble on my jaw. “I promise I won’t.”

I kissed her quickly again before pulling out my pager then my phone. My heart sank knowing I was leaving my sweet Gabi.

Calling in, I told Oliver I was on my way.

“There’s a hostage situation happening.”

Her eyes widened in fear. I kissed the tip of her nose. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll call and check in, but if you don’t hear from me, don’t worry.”

She nodded, but I knew what I was asking was impossible.

“Gabi, if my job is going to—”

She lifted her fingers to my lips. “It’s not. I can’t help but worry and I’m sure I will always worry. But your job will never keep me away from you.”

Smiling, I pulled her closer and kissed her softly.

I pulled back and looked into her eyes one more time. I asked, “Are you sure everything is okay, Gabi?”

The way she looked at me, I knew she was holding back something. I wasn’t going to push her though. She’d tell me whenever she was ready, whatever it was.

“Everything’s fine.”

One more kiss and I was heading to my truck. I couldn’t stop thinking of those sweet, soft lips pressed against mine. Or the way her hands felt moving over my body.

Shaking my head, I tried to clear my thoughts. I needed to have a clear head and couldn’t afford a distraction. I made a mental note to talk to Oliver about Gabi.

By the time I got to the station and in the briefing room, I pretty much had my head clear. The only thing that still bothered me was the fact I knew Gabi was keeping something from me.

Sitting in front of my computer, I typed in Gabi’s name and hit search. I wasn’t sure why I did it, but I sure as hell wasn’t expecting the results I got.