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His face comes into full view as he takes a step around me. "I want to kiss you."
I didn't hear that, did I? "Did you say you want to kiss me?"
His lips glide across mine in response. His hands jump to cradle my cheeks, tilting my head. I open my mouth, and a small moan filters out. He groans in response and pulls me tighter into his body. He's aroused, already. This sweet, uncomplicated man wants me just from a kiss.
"You're beautiful, Jess." I hear the words as I feel them on my lips.
"I'm not," I whisper back. I'm really not.
"Take me home with you." It's a breathless request that will chase away not only the ache in my heart, but the one that's consumed my body for the past week. I want to feel him. I want to know what it's like to be with a man who isn't focused on so many others. I just want to forget Nathan.
"I can't." The words betray my body. I can. I really can I want to say. I want to.
He lunges for me again and this time his kiss is heated, wanting and aggressive. His hands glide down my body, cupping my ass, pulling me into him. I try not to react to the feeling of him pressing against me. His cock is so hard. It would be so easy to just take him by the hand, and pull him into my bed and my body.
"Soon." It's a promise in a kiss. "I'll take you to dinner on Friday and then you'll decide."
I run both my hands up his lean, muscular chest, grabbing onto the collar of his chef's jacket. "It's a date."
Chapter 5
"Explain to me how you can be in Manhattan less than two months and have two hot guys falling all over you and all I get are the geeks from the tech department at work chasing after me?"
"Tech guys have mad oral skills," I offer. "You should check them out."
"It's your tits." She squeezes her breasts together and stares down at her less-than-ample cleavage. "If I had your tits, I would be beating men away with a stick."
"If you can afford this apartment," I begin as I swing my hand around her spacious bedroom. "You can afford big tits."
"You didn't buy those." She nods towards my breasts, which are on full display at the moment in a pink lace bra.
"True, but everything has a price." I point towards a short red dress she has hanging in her closet. "Maybe that one?"
"That's not your color." She bounces off her bed. "Blue is better."
"Blue it is." I hold the short, blue halter dress she hands to me in front of myself as I look in the mirror. "He'll like it, right?"
She pulls my hair back over my shoulders as she stands behind me. "Use him, Jess."
I turn around quickly. "Use him?"
"Drew." She raises both brows. "Use him to forget about Fingers."
I frown at the mention of not only his nickname, but of him. "This has nothing to do with Nathan."
"It has everything to do with him," she corrects me. "You need to wash the taste of him away. This is your chance. Don't fuck it up."
***
"Do you always open your door dressed like that?"
I can't respond. What am I supposed to say? I swung the door open without checking who it was because I'm waiting for Drew to pick me up.
"Where are you going?" He pushes past me and darts into the apartment before I have a chance to stop him.
"Nathan," I say his name knowing it will hurt when it leaves my lips. I know that he's going to take some satisfaction in hearing it.
"Jessica, why are you wearing that?" It's too personal and harsh. I feel assaulted by his presence. I feel exposed. I didn't want to see him again. I sure as hell didn't want to see him when I'm wearing a dress like this.
