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“Hi.” Every part of my body told me to throw myself on him and jump in his arms, but I held back. Even if I knew I was hopeless, he didn’t have to know it.
I walked over the threshold, feeling happiness surge through me to be back here again. I hadn’t seen him since my rush to work yesterday morning, and I already missed him. Thirty-six hours was a reasonable amount of time to miss someone, right?
The door closed. “You look beautiful.”
I spun on my heels to face him. “I’m out of black dresses.”
He ran a finger along my shoulder. “I think you’re sexy in everything.”
I blushed. The lines were good. I ate them up. “Are we going out?” I asked. When Wes called, I didn’t hear much other than he wanted to see me tonight.
“Do you want to go out?” He let his finger slide from my shoulder along my collarbone.
I didn’t want to go anywhere. I wanted to kiss him and run my hands through his hair and feel his hard body pin mine to the table. I wanted his tongue and his hands and his cock.
“Yeah, let’s go out,” I answered. “Unless you think we shouldn’t.” I remembered wherever he went, he was photographed. Maybe he didn’t want to be seen with me, the non-super model.
“Why shouldn’t we? We both know the night’s going to end up the same way. We should eat.”
“And how is it going to end?” I challenged.
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“With me buried deep inside you and you screaming my name while I fuck you so hard you think we’ll both ignite.”
Oh God. My legs wobbled. I couldn’t form words. I needed a witty retort. Something sarcastic and quick, but the image he painted played over and over. Maybe I wanted that instead of food.
He held the door open for me. “Ready?”
I nodded. He had stolen every word right from my mouth.
The restaurant served Tex-Mex and enormous margaritas. I licked the salt on the edge of the glass. Wes smiled at me.
“How was work today?” he asked.
I stifled a laugh.
“What?”
“It’s just such a normal question. You really want to know about what I did at the hospital today?”
“Sure. Tell me. Save a life?”
“As a matter of fact, I helped a man walk again.” The tequila tasted good. I dipped a chip in a bowl of queso. We were still looking over the menus.
“That’s fucking awesome.”
I looked around to see if anyone had heard him. Wes didn’t seem to care what language he used or where he was when he used it.
“Thanks. It was pretty awesome. What about your day?”
“Me? Not much. We have a bye week. That means no game on Sunday,” he explained. “And I can’t practice. I spent a few hours at the office, then hung out at the apartment. Not really comparable to helping a man walk again.”
My hand landed on his. “Don’t compare what I do to what you do. You’re basically a god in this city. No one cares if I stitch bones back together.”
“Until they’re the ones who need you.” He leaned closer. “And I sure as hell needed you.”
I felt a rush of adrenaline shoot down my spine. “You know people are staring at us.”
