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She flips her hand up from the dishwater in a motion of frustration, a few soapsuds flying up. “What’s fucking amazing about me? I’m a cynical waitress with seventeen dollars in the bank. And you think I have two kids, but I basically have four. Cam and I are all each other have. Our kids have two parents—me and her.”
I move a little closer to her. The emotion in her voice makes me want to grab her waist and pull her into my arms. “All of that. All of that is fucking amazing. You keep this household running on a very tight budget and you work your ass off doing it. You show up for your kids every time. You show up for your sister. You make every overly made-up puck bunny who doesn’t care about anyone but herself look like a joke to me. Because this--” --I hold out my arms to gesture around me at her kitchen-- “--this matters. Being the one person that has never let your kids down...that fucking matters.”
I clear away the emotion welling in my throat. Though I didn’t mean to say all of that, it came out anyway. And I’m not sorry.
Tess returns to scrubbing dishes and I’m pretty sure she’s going to ignore everything I just said, but after a few seconds, she says, “Okay.”
“Okay what?” I take the plate she just washed and run it under the rinse water, confused.
“Okay, I’ll go out with you. Just don’t expect me to pay because seventeen dollars and all.”
My lips part with surprise and my blood pumps with excitement. I can’t believe that just happened. I wish I could take her out on a date immediately.
“I’d never let you pay for anything.”
She pulls the plug from the bottom of the sink and rinses her hands, then reaches for the dish towel to dry them. “Hope you find dishpan hands sexy.”
I put my hands on her hips, gently moving her so her back is to the sink. She looks up at me, the towel still in hand. There’s a mix of uncertainty and hope swirling in her forest-green eyes.
“I find everything about you sexy,” I say with a rasp. “Every look. Every word. Every second I’m with you, I’m wondering how the world just keeps on going without everyone who sees you realizing they just saw the sexiest, most amazing woman there is.”
She puts her hand on my shoulder. I don’t want to move too quickly with her, but I can’t stop myself from sliding my arms all the way around her and bending slightly to kiss her.
Her lips are soft and sweet. A small moan slides from her mouth into mine, taking me from getting hard to all the way there. I feel her drop the dish towel and slide both arms around my neck, my tongue brushing against mine.
With her body flush against mine, the press of her breasts against my chest makes me want to carry her to her bedroom and take her clothes off. Tonight, though, this kiss is all we get. I want to make it a kiss she’ll be thinking about a lot between now and our date.
I press my hand to the small of her back, kissing her deeper and harder. She winds her fingers into my hair and tugs.
Fuck. This woman could completely undo me. Everything I thought I knew about myself is changing now that I met her.
I move my hands back to her hips and lift her onto the ledge of the sink, her legs immediately wrapping around my waist. The feel of her core against my erection makes me into a caged beast. I wrap my hand around a section of her hair and ease her head back, giving me access to her neck.
From her moans and the way she’s grinding against me, I know I’ve discovered she loves being kissed there. I slide my palm under the bottom of the back of her shirt, running it up over her warm, soft skin.
We’ve been kissing and exploring each other’s bodies with our hands for a solid five minutes when she groans and pulls away, breathless.
Our eyes lock and she gives me a slows smile.
“So you’re a great kisser,” she says. “You should have just told me that before and I would’ve said yes sooner.”
I laugh and lean my forehead against hers. “Don’t make me show you that I’m also great at spanking when you’re mouthy.”
Her breath catches. She likes that. I’m about to kiss her again when she puts her palms on my chest and gently pushes me away.
“I don’t want the kids to walk in and see this.” She cups my erection and rubs, making me groan like a horny teenager.
“Christ. You’ll have to quit that and start singing some church hymns or something, then.”
She laughs and I take a few steps back, trying to clear the raging lust I’m feeling for her.
“Let’s sit down and talk,” she says. “You in the chair, me on the couch.”
I walk into the living room. “Yeah. Good idea.”
She starts telling me about the diner’s dishwasher getting busted for manufacturing meth. It’s not remotely sexy, but her flushed cheeks sure as fuck are.
I need to take her on that date as soon as possible.
