“Maybe we can invite Taz and Victoria,” he said, winking at me, when Taz stood to shake his hand.
Taz chuckled.“Don’t think so, buddy.We’re not a package deal anymore.”
After that comment, I edged my ex out of the way, so I could stand to give Jay a hug and kiss on the cheek, making him promise to give his beautiful wife and little girl a hug from me.
“You gonna stick around?”Taz asked, as Jay made his way to the door.
“I haven’t finished my salad, or my drink,” I said, looking for any excuse to stay a little longer.I should be high-tailing it out of here, but the promise of hearing him sing again, made me want to stay.
“You driving?”he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No, I took an Uber.”I sighed.“Just thought I might want to have a few drinks.”
He claimed the spot Jay vacated, before pushing his plate and glass aside.“I can drive you home, if you don’t mind waiting for a while?I’m not drinking tonight.”
I knew I should respond with a bigHell, no!,but I couldn’t.“Maybe.We’ll see.”
“Maybe when you finish eating, you’ll dance with me,” he said, hooking his thumb over his shoulder.“Any excuse to hold you again.”
He was doing me in with his gut-twisting honesty.I’d never known a man so ruthlessly honest about his feelings.“I shouldn’t.”But I wanted to.
“It’s okay, I get it.”He leaned back, glancing around the crowded bar.“I have to admit, when we first met up here, I had no idea you’d tear through my world.”
“Ditto.”I pushed my salad aside, having lost my appetite.“That song you sang,” I said, gesturing to the stage, “Was pretty incredible.”
“Thanks.”He held up a hand to the waitress, gesturing to my empty glass.“You’ve become my muse, so I guess I owe you for that.But I don’t want to become the king of sad break-up songs, so you think you might want to inspire some new material?”
“Like what?”
“I’ve always liked those songs about settling down, buying a little house on a piece of land, raising a few babies…”
My breath hitched as I tried to process what he was saying.“Um, thanks,” I said, barely glancing at the waitress as she set my drink down.
“Can I get you anything?”she asked Taz.
He was focused on me when he said, “No thanks, I’m good.”
“Okay, I’ll just get these out of your way then,” she said, reaching between us to grab Jay’s plate and glass.“Are you finished with that?”She gestured to my plate.“Or still working on it?”
“You can take it, thanks.”
“Okay, let me know if y’all need anything else.”
The house band starting playing Luke Comb’s song, Hurricane, and he smirked at me.“You gotta dance with me now.I could be singing this song to you tonight.”
God help me, I just might let him.The song about a couple who’d broken up, but couldn’t stay away from each other.Ended up back in bed after meeting up at a bar.But broke each other’s hearts all over again before the song ended.I didn’t want that to be us, but I didn’t know how the hell to resist him.
I didn’t say a word, just eased out of the booth and offered him my hand.
He grinned before taking it and kissing it, making my tummy quiver.
Crowds parted for him as he held my hand and led me towards the dance floor, hauling me into his arms and holding me close.Like we’d never been apart.
“I missed you so damn much,” he whispered in my ear, letting his hand drift down my back.“I’ve missed holding you like this, feeling every inch of you.”
His voice was so sexy, so raspy, I didn’t even try to stop him when his hand drifted to my ass and he held me tight, so I could feel his obvious arousal.
“Nobody,” he rasped in my ear.“Nobody else can do it for me, baby.Only you.”
