Page 73 of Slow Burn

“If I ever have a drink at brunch, I always get a Bloody Mary because of the tomato juice. It makes me feel like, despite the vodka, I’m getting something healthy out of my drink.”

This made him grin, the one where only the left side of his lip turns up. Georgia decided that specific smile was her favorite.

“Tell me more.”

She leaned closer to him, even though the restaurant table was between them. “I try to do something whimsical every day.”

He grimaced. Elijah was not the fairy-tale kind of guy. “Why?”

“It makes the day feel special, even if the rest of it goes to crap. This morning, I took a bubble bath,” she said as his eyes flared at the idea of her naked in the tub. Honestly, she was having too much fun riling him up. “Yesterday, I bought myself flowers. The day before, I drove home a different way. It’s little stuff but makes the day feel romantic and intentional.”

Shaking his head, he chuckled. “You are like no one else I’ve ever known.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“You should.”

The server brought their brunch: eggs Benedict for her and waffles for him. They both dove in to eat, not talking for a few minutes.

“Speaking of our friendship,” she said as she took a break from food. “You seriously need to be comfortable with me dating. I have a list I want to cross things off.”

Elijah dropped his fork onto his plate. “Will you please just tell me what’s on this list?”

She noted how he ignored the comment about her dating someone else.

“No. There are things I am not mentioning in a restaurant where anyone could hear me.”

He glanced around Perries and then back to her. “Not a single person is paying attention to us.”

She bit her lip, and whispered, “But it’s about what I want sexually.”

“Like. What?” Elijah carefully said the words, even as he demanded that she tell him.

“Are you going to drop this?” Her voice was still low.

“Not a chance in hell.”

Georgia picked up her purse sitting by her foot and rummaged around until she pulled out her phone. After a few clicks, she got to her Notes section and, with shaky hands, she tossed her phone across the table to him.

“After you read my list, you are never bringing it up again.”

Elijah quickly grabbed her phone. “There’s also not a chance in hell that is happening either.”

Georgia slunk back in her chair and groaned.

This was either going to be really good or really bad.

HIS PEACH WAS a freak.

For the third time, he read her list, and his knuckles turned white based on how hard he squeezed her phone.

Things I Want to Try

Me on top

Watch porn while having sex

Sex toys with partner