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“Since February.” She glanced over her shoulder at him as she poked around in the refrigerator. “Do you like milk and sugar in your coffee?”
“Black’s good.” Unlike most New Englanders, he preferred his coffee black and the stronger the better.
“That’s good because I’m out of milk.” She carried over two mugs of coffee. “If it’s too strong, let me know and I’ll make a new pot. I like it that way and sometimes go a little overboard.”
“No such thing as too strong.”
His statement earned him a smile that left him a bit speechless.
“Not according to my brother Derek. He insists on making his own when he visits me. Then he loads it up with milk and sugar. By the time he’s done, it’s more like he’s drinking a cup of hot coffee flavored milk.”
Lifting the mug to her lips, she blew on the liquid before she closed her eyes and took a sip, somehow making the simple act of drinking coffee erotic. Once again growing uncomfortable, Rock reached for his own coffee. “Do you like it down here?” If he kept a conversation going, his brain would have something other than her lips to concentrate on.
“It’s a little different than Rhode Island and I miss my family and friends, but I like it.” She leaned forward, folding her arms on the table and giving him an excellent view of her breasts. “What about you? How does Virginia compare to other places you’ve lived.”
Until that moment, he hadn’t noticed the tiny birthmark on her left breast. Now that he’d seen it, he couldn’t look away. Answer her question.
“It’s better than some places I’ve been.” Grabbing his mug, he drained it in one long swallow, ignoring the way the liquid burned his mouth and throat. “I’ve got an early morning. I should go.” He eyes darted back to the birthmark and then back up at her eyes. “Thank you for the coffee.”
“Anytime. I’ll walk you to the door.”
If it gave him another chance to watch her move, he wouldn’t complain and tell her not to bother.
When they reached the foyer, he expected her to open the door. Instead, she reached for the doorknob and then let it go.
“Would you like to go out again?”
Now that classified as a grade A stupid question, and one requiring some thought regardless of what his dick said. This wasn’t some base bunny asking him out for a cold beer and some fun sex. This was a high-society woman who called POTUS, Uncle Warren.
Not counting when she asked Rock to act as her stand-in boyfriend for the night, she had never asked a man on a date. She’d never needed to. Tonight, an urgency to know him better gripped her. It had started the moment he picked her up and had grown as the night went on. Now, with him about to leave, she needed to do something while she still had the opportunity. Once he walked out the door, she might not get another chance.
His face remained expressionless. Had she misread him tonight?
No. She might have imagined the glances she thought he sent in her direction, but she hadn’t imagined the hard erection she felt when they’d danced. No, it had been quite real.
“Not to another event like tonight’s, promise. Something more casual. There are some nice restaurants in town. There’s also a comedy club not far from here that Jake and Charlie love.” Allison moved into his personal space. “Or we can do something closer to you. We don’t have to stay in this area. Any where is fine.”
His expression changed and he nodded.
When she opened the door for him earlier, she’d thought him panty-melting hot, but now as he smiled at her, she realized how wrong she’d been. Wow. Maybe it was a good thing the man didn’t smile too often.
“How’s next Saturday?”
She’d kind of been hoping for something sooner, but she wouldn’t complain. He’d agreed. “Whatever works best for you.”
He smiled again. Oh, yeah. He was protecting the female population by not smiling on a regular basis.
“I’ve got your number. I’ll call ya later in the week and we can work out the details.”
Well, she’d already done a first tonight and asked him out. She might as well do another first and kiss him, because it didn’t look like he planned on doing it. “Great,” she said, leaning closer and pressing a kiss against his lips. Since everything else about the man appeared hard, she expected his lips to be too. Instead, they were warm and pliant against hers.
Rough callused hands settled on her bare back and traveled lower, sending a tingle down her spine, and she rubbed her tongue against his lips. On cue, his mouth opened and she didn’t hesitate. Right away she slipped her tongue inside.
He tasted like coffee and cherries. She’d noticed him popping hard candies on the ride into DC, as well as the ride home. She guessed they were the source of the cherry flavor.
Rock’s hands moved again, settling on her butt, and an ache started between her legs. She hadn’t had sex since before Halloween when she’d still been with Charles, and until this moment, she hadn’t been the least bit aroused once in all that time. Now she was considering another first and asking him up to her bedroom. Never in her life had she had sex on a first date. She left that type of behavior to her brothers. Before she got intimate with a man, she liked to know more than just his name. Right now, anything else about Rock seemed irrelevant. She wanted him and it was evident he desired her. There was no missing the erection pressing against her.
Then, just like that, his hands settled on her waist and he put space between their bodies. Cool reason immediately washed over her and heat warmed her face. She’d just been considering sex with a man she barely knew. If her brother Trent ever found out, he’d never let her live it down. She’d given him a hard time for sleeping with women he barely knew before he married Addie too often.
