Page 21 of Lawson & Jill

“Oh yeah, food.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Gotta tell you, that is not the meal I was wanting just now.”

“Grab money from my purse for a tip. I’ve got to go and clean up.”

He cocked an eyebrow.

“Typical me,” she sighed. “I now have guacamole all over.”

He barked out a laugh, then leaned her closer so he could look over her shoulder. He chuckled harder, and the doorbell rang again. He allowed her to slowly slide down the front of his body.

“I’m going to get a hard-on every time I see an avocado, you know that, don’t you?”

She pushed away from him, feeling her entire body blush. “Go get my purse.”

“Honey, I think I can pay for the meal.” He wasn’t looking at her face.

There was another knock on the door.

They both laughed and she started for the hallway, but not before she felt a caress on her back. She turned around and saw Law licking guacamole off his finger.

Wow.

* * *

Law found the dishes and plated the food. He figured he’d jolt Jill out of her routine and introduce her to her dining room, so he set the table. Plus, it would give them a chance to slow things down.

As much as he wanted to find out what her bedroom looked like, he didn’t want to rush into a physical relationship. He wanted to make sure his head was in a good place before he took that step. Jill was important, more than any other woman he had encountered. He saw a relationship in his future. Maybe it was seeing Ash and Eden, damned if he knew. But this wasn’t something he wanted to fuck up.

He scoured her fridge for her sour cream, which he knew she’d have. He also found really hot and spicy tabasco sauce, God love the woman. That was another thing, she didn’t put on any airs, there wasn’t anything fake about her. If she liked something, she liked it. She was one of the most genuine people he had ever encountered, and she made him feel relaxed and comfortable, as well as hot as hell.

Nope, he wasn’t going to do anything to screw up his shot with her, and that meant taking some time with her.

“The dining room?” Jill exclaimed.

Oh hell, she wasn’t wearing a bra under her tank top, and those cut-offs made her legs look a mile long. He’d better get his head together fast.