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Half an hour later, he left Buck in charge and was buckling my seatbelt for me in that enormous monster SUV of his.

“So, what did you think?”

“What did I think of your sample tasting?” I asked, hesitating a moment.

“Yes, I value your opinion, Baby. Will my idea to use multiple vendors work?”

I turned to face him, my heart in my eyes. He looked so damn good, his hands on the wheel, and his eyes shining with intensity and excitement.

Sonny turned to meet my gaze and the hope I saw there just made me love him more—shit.

Love?

A warm, desperate, hopeful feeling filled me, and I knew it was the right word. Even if it was way too soon for that.

I couldn’t tell him. Not yet. So, I turned my attention to his question, and even more, I had a suggestion as well.

“I think it’s brilliant, but would you mind, I mean, well, I would love a chance to work on the menu with you. Refine it a bit,” I said, waiting to see his reaction.

Some men did not like a woman who offered her opinions when he made plans, especially not when it came to his business.

I bit my lip and held my breath, remembering the countless times Pete had brushed off my comments and suggestions whenever he mentioned work.

What a turd!

Sonny stopped at the corner, putting the vehicle in park. Then he turned and held my face in his hands, crushing his mouth to mine.

His tongue drove into my mouth, and I gave him back as good as I got, burning with need from his unexpected ardor.

“You’d do that for me?” he asked, sounding the exact opposite of angry.

“Of course. I think we can do something really unique here, Sonny.”

I held on to his wrists to keep him right there—of course, the sound of a horn erupted behind us, and we both laughed as he resumed the drive to his house.

This was going to be incredible.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN—SONNY

We spent the days leading up to the big tasting together, and it was the best damn time of my life.

Del only went home to shower sometimes, or get more clothes, especially panties, since I kept stealing all of hers.

What could I say? The woman made me crazy.

Far as I was concerned, she didn’t need underwear when she was here. Or ever.

The pair she wore this morning had tiny little cupids all over them and a big red heart right over her sweet little ass.

Letting her leave had taken all of my strength. But I did it, knowing tonight those panties would be mine to rip off.

Silly woman had asked me if I wanted her in silk and lace, but I shook my head. Those things were fine and good, and she could wear whatever the fuck she wanted.

But I would always remember my first time with my sweet, sexy Del and her cute cotton panties.

Fuck.

The image of her bent over my bathroom sink after we’d showered together filtered through my brain, and I groaned aloud, making Buck look at me like I lost my mind.

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