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“You’re not helping.” He jerked his head toward the view. “Look. The moon’s rising.” She took her hands off him long enough for him to take a few deep breaths while she oohed and aahed over the view. “Are you hungry yet?” he managed to ask.

She looked over her shoulder to run her gaze down his body. “Starving.”

“Stop it,” he growled, knowing he’d spend the whole meal thinking about her mouth. Laughing, she led him into the restaurant like he was a puppy on a leash. Luke didn’t feel even a twinge of shame. She could put a leash on him if she wanted as long as that path led to being deep inside her body.

Ninety minutes later, he was trying valiantly to focus on the conversation. It wasn’t that she bored him. Not at all. It was that she’d just swiped her finger through the last of the sauce on her plate and was now surreptitiously sucking her finger. “Sorry,” she said, totally mistaking his frown. “You’ll probably never take me to another nice place.”

“No,” he said hoarsely. “Please.” When he gestured toward the béarnaise sauce on his own plate, Tessa laughed as if he were kidding. But a suitable replacement arrived in the form of the dessert tray. Tessa gasped and immediately ordered tiramisu, but Luke saw her eyes coveting the caramel cheesecake, too, so he ordered that.

He poured the last of the wine into her glass, his mind registering that he’d only had one glass and she must be getting pretty tipsy. Then he went back to staring at her. Her dress dipped low enough to show off her cleavage, and it draped perfectly over her breasts, drawing his eye to every sweet curve. One slide of his hand and she’d be exposed to him. The thought haunted his every second.

“…and I do want to talk about it. If you promise not to say anything.”

Luke blinked and forced his eyes up. “What?”

She slumped a little, pushing her dessertspoon around on the empty table. The plates were gone. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She sighed. “It’ll all be over in a few days.”

Good God, what had he missed? “Tessa—”

“Don’t look so worried. It’s nothing huge, just… I shouldn’t say anything, but I don’t want to keep any secrets from you, and the wine’s helping.”

“You don’t need to—”

“Eric has been working on a big deal with the Kendall Group for months, and I think Jamie has managed to screw the whole thing up.” She took a deep breath and let it out in relief. “There.”

“Oh. So Eric doesn’t know?”

“No. I’m trying to fix it. There’s still a possibility…” She trailed off, as if even she didn’t believe it. “There’s so much tension already. You don’t have any brothers or sisters?”

“None.”

“God, it’s so complicated.”

He curved his fingers over hers and cradled her hand. “So what’s going to happen?”

“If the deal falls through? I don’t know. I’m trying to pull something else together.”

“By yourself?”

She nodded, looking a little sick, but when the waiter approached with the desserts, her face brightened. “Oh, wow.”

And then Luke was lost again, between the moaning and licking and sparkling eyes. He could picture her exactly…on her knees, wetting her lips, humming with pleasure.

“This is so good.” Tessa moaned.

“God, yes.”

She rolled her eyes. “You haven’t even tried it yet.”

No, but he truly hoped he would. Soon.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

TESSA HAD NO IDEA how close they were to Luke’s place, but she was counting the seconds down like a rocket launch. At the beginning of the drive down the mountain, Luke’s hand had been on her knee. Then it had slid a little higher, just to the edge of her dress so that her hem brushed his knuckles. After five minutes of torture, she was sure the heat must have imprinted his fingerprints into her skin permanently. She’d flexed her thighs, edged her knees apart, but he’d taken his sweet time moving higher. And he’d stopped well before he’d reached any interesting places.

Now her purse was crumpled in her clutching hands, but Tessa refused to ask for more. He was in the driver’s seat tonight. She was just going to sit back and enjoy the ride. Unfortunately, they seemed to be stalled.

She wanted his hand between her legs. Wanted him to stroke her right here in the car. She wanted him to shove his hand down the top of her dress and take terrible advantage of her before they even made it home. But then her pretty underwear would be wasted, wouldn’t it?

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