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- Aiden -
“So do you always go home with guys after the first date?” I asked, opening my front door for her.
She smacked my chest playfully. “No.”
I felt myself glowing inside from her physical attention. She’d kept her hands to herself over dinner, but the brandy seemed like it was starting to take effect.
“I just feel like I’ve known you forever is all.”
“I see.” I headed to the kitchen. “What would you like to drink?”
“Well, I suppose I’ve been mixing drinks all night so…” She rolled her eyes up and pursed her lips. “Can you make a screwdriver?”
“I sure can.”
“Hey.” She wagged a finger at me. “Don’t get the wrong idea.”
I smiled as I put some ice in a glass. I was way past getting the wrong idea. Over dinner, my attraction to her only grew. I always knew she was good humored, but it was fun to see how interested she was in all the different foods. She seemed willing to try anything, and once I got that thought in my head, my mind was a mess of filth.
As I set the vodka on the counter, I saw Lucy pushing the balcony door open, letting the humid night air rush into my apartment. I liked how she looked out there on my balcony. I could get used to her being part of the view.
And for the first time, I wondered what it would be like to not have to say goodbye to her after we hung out, to not have to spend so much time apart. I wondered what it would be like if her easy smile and her generous laugh were just parts of my every day.
I guess I just couldn’t shake the feeling that her presence made me feel even more at home in my own place.
I carried our drinks out to the balcony and leaned against the railing. Her eyes were closed, and she was listening to the sound of the city, smiling into the night, looking sexy and inviting as hell.
“Your drink madam.”
“Ooh madam. I like that. Thanks,” she said, taking the glass with two hands.
“So you know I’m a competitive guy at this point-”
“Uh-huh.” She kept her eyes on me as she took a sip. “Whoa, that’s strong.”
“I’m trying to get you drunk.”
“And if you succeed?”
I smiled. “Then we both win.”
She looked down, her eyelashes casting shadows over her cheeks, but it was too dark out for me to see if she was blushing.
“What were you saying about being competitive?” she asked.
“Oh yeah. I’m dying to know how your date with me compares to others you’ve been on?”
“You mean other first dates?”
“Yeah.”
“This hasn’t been too shabby.”
I rolled my eyes. “Tough critic.”
“Let me finish.”
