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There was no hiding his pleasure when Jess tapped on his door forty-five minutes later. Dressed in her typical outfit of choice—a tank top and a pair of shorts that hugged her delightful ass—her hair once again was piled on top of her head, secured with a multicolored scarf. The look was a stark contrast to her work attire. Seeing her dressed up earlier had been a first, and something about that fact bothered him. He shook off the feeling before he could start over analyzing what, if anything, it meant.
“You brought stuff?” He indicated the six-pack and bag of chips in her hands.
She handed him the beer. “You won’t let me pay for half of dinner, so this is my contribution. Don’t need you thinking I’m some freeloader, or something.”
The hypnotic sway of her hips drew his attention as she strolled past him to set the chips down on the peninsula. A soft floral aroma followed in her wake.
“No chance of that. After you washed and put away the dishes yesterday, you moved up in the ranks on friends I want to invite over.”
A tight smile and she shifted her gaze away from him to the beers he’d sat on the counter.
She grabbed a bottle from the cardboard container. “That’s what friends do.”
Her mouth twisted and she glanced around. Ryan took the bottle from her, walked into his kitchen and retrieved the bottle opener from the drawer.
“You’ve not met the bums I normally hang with.” He gave her a smile and handed back her beer. “You like boxing?”
“Yeah. Why?”
A rush of blood converged on his cock when she took a drink. He swallowed hard as runaway thoughts took hold. Images of her plump, full lips sucking him off flipped through his head. Ryan gripped the countertop to keep from stroking himself.
“You okay?”
Down boy. “Yeah. Yeah. I’m good. Anyway, boxing. There’s a pay-per-view fight next Saturday night if you wanna come.”
What the hell? Why would I invite her to fight night? His friends could be crude, vulgar assholes and not something he needed to expose her to. More importantly, he didn’t want any of those guys trying to hit on her. His stomached clenched at the idea. He grabbed his own bottle, popped the top, and drank half of it down. The heat, it had to be the extra time in the sun today that had his thinking all messed up.
Jess sat her beer down and tilted her head. She did the twist thing with her mouth, a move he was growing to like.
“Will it be here?”
He shook his head. “Nah. At my buddy Mark’s place.”
Ryan finished off his beer and silently prayed she’d say no. The annoying—out of nowhere—little green monster in him didn’t want to share her with them yet.
With a quick shrug and a radiant smile she answered, “Sure.”
The urge to talk her out of it sat at the tip of his tongue, but he instead made a mental note to properly warn them to be on their best behavior. Another thought formed in his head. He didn’t want their first date—did he just think date?—outing, their first outing, to be in that group setting.
With his hard-on now deflated, he moved around to stand in front of her. His need to touch her at an all-time high, he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her forward. Her light pink glossy lips stood out against her smooth, brown skin. The only makeup she wore and, in his opinion, all she needed. Another refreshing change from his norm.
She placed her hands on his chest and with the sweetest smile, zeroed in on his nipples. He curved his chest back and grabbed for her wrists. Her entire body shook, overcome with giggles. Frowning down at her, he locked her arms behind her back, and brought her soft body closer to his in the process.
She did a one-shoulder shrug. “What? Not my fault your nips are ticklish.”
“No, but it is your fault if you keep messing with them. Play nice, or I won’t take you out.” The threat empty as Ryan’s new priority was to take her out and show her a good time.
It was her turn to frown. “Out? I thought we’d just order in like usual.”
Their closeness made him aware of the rise and fall of her chest. Her pebbled nipples rubbed against him. The contact, minimal, but enough to cause a new stirring in his pants. Maybe they could stay in. No, she was new to the city; he wanted to show her around. Needed to make sure she got acclimated, so he’d be associated with the new experiences. Besides, she deserved to be taken out and not have all their interactions confined to his house.
“Yeah, out. You like Thai food? There’s this great little place I know.”
With dimples on full display she answered, “Never tried it, but why not?”
Ryan refused to overanalyze the rush of excitement that came over him at showing her one of his favorite spots. Nor the judgmental kick that followed over not taking her somewhere nicer. Next time. Shit did I just think next time?
He released her arms so he could cup her face and gave her a quick kiss. “Great, let me grab my shoes and wallet and we’ll go.”
