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“I want to go on a vineyard tour sometime, though,” I said. “I don’t know, vineyards just seem so romantic.”
Esme sipped her wine and leaned on the side of the couch so we faced each other.
“There’s a vineyard about an hour from here,” Esme said. “I’ll go with you.”
Oh.
“Okay,” I said, my heart pounding louder than the music. “Would this be… a date?” Might as well figure that out now.
She set her glass down and leaned forward. “It is if you want it to be.” Her voice got low and the air in the room thickened.
My skin got hot and I fought to keep my breathing normal.
“Yes,” I squeaked. Why couldn’t I talk in a normal tone when I got nervous around her?
“You wanna go on a date with me, Paige?” She smirked in that way that made my entire body tingle as if I’d been zapped by electricity.
I took a deep breath and willed myself to calm down. I was the seducer here. It was time to do a seduction.
“I want to do more than just go on a date with you, Esme,” I said, with far more confidence than I felt.
I crawled toward her.
“Oh, you do?” she said, when our faces were only inches away.
“Mmmm, yes. So much more.”
I gave myself one second of hesitation before I put one finger under her chin to tilt her head closer so I could kiss her. Her breath was sweet like the figs and her lips were so fucking warm and soft and it felt like it had been a thousand years since I’d kissed someone. My poor lips were starved.
Kissing Esme was… mind-blowing. A kiss was a seemingly simple thing: two sets of lips touching. This was more. So much more.
Her mouth moved with mine and, before I could take a breath, she slipped her tongue in my mouth and every plan I’d made dissolved and I forgot everything. Esme made a little satisfied sound in her throat and I somehow found myself pulled closer so I was basically laying on top of her. I couldn’t wait a second longer to touch her hair, so I did, and it was so silky as it ran through my fingers and she kept kissing me, making my head spin.
“Ow,” she said suddenly, and my eyes snapped open. “Sorry, hair.” I let her sit up a little and she pulled the rest of her hair out from where it had gotten caught.
“Your hair is so beautiful,” I said.
“Thank you.”
I slid my fingers through the strands again. If she’d let me, I wanted to practice my braiding skills. Not right now, though. Later.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked.
“Braiding your hair,” I said, before I could think of something better to say.
“You can braid my hair if you want. But I think you could put your hands to better use at the current moment.”
I swallowed and this time, she was the one who kissed me and, once again, I was undone. Taking her suggestion, I left one hand in her hair and let the other do what it wanted. Tracing her cheek, feeling the pulse of her blood in her neck, fluttering along her collarbone.
Her fingers roamed up and down my back before sliding around my waist and then coming back up to cup my face. Esme’s skin was so hot that I wondered if she was going to set me on fire. I felt like I was burning from the inside.
I sat up and before I lost my nerve, pulled my shirt over my head. I’d had enough time to find the prettiest dark burgundy lace bra I owned that I’d been saving for a special occasion. This seemed to qualify.
Potato attacked the shirt the second I tossed it on the floor.
“You’re so beautiful,” Esme said, looking up at me. “And I would love for this to continue, but the skin on my back really hurts.” I almost threw myself off her. She sat up with a wince.
