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Funny goosebumps.
“What kind of things?”
“She said that children are drawn to you. Told me you love pink flowers and that your last boyfriend wasn’t her favorite. Pretty sure she used the word jerk. When she mentioned you never had been kissed by a man named Alekanekelo, I told her she was wrong.”
“She did not say that.”
“I thought she had,” he teases.
“When did we kiss?”
“That day on the beach when you couldn’t see your brother. I kissed your cheek.”
“How chivalrous. But I don’t think anyone would count it as an actual kiss.”
Eyes lock. Then he slowly leans across the table coming within an inch of my lips.
“What about this one?”
The taste of his beautiful mouth lives up to every expectation. It ends at the perfect moment. One second before becoming too much PDA and one after making my pussy pinch. I can think of nothing proper to say, but a hundred improper choices rise. I hold them tight and wait for him to speak.
“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed. Think I’ll try it again later.”
I don’t break the stare.
“Maybe I’ll do it to you first.”
“I wish you would.”
We sit in the moment, both aware the something that has occurred feels awesome. Clearly, we want to bone each other. I take a moment to imagine mounting him in this garden of delights, but thankfully, he moves to a new subject, as the waitstaff passes with another table’s entrees.
“This is the kind of quality we are going to offer at Nani’s. I’m going to do a deep dive into sourcing the best ingredients.”
“Nani’s?”
He plays with the stem of his glass of wine. I think of playing with his cock.
“An Italian name wouldn’t work with the Hawaiian menu and décor she’s planning. We need to have a new identity and my mother’s name has recognition with the locals. They were never interested in Florenza’s.”
“Is she onboard?” I ask, taking the last sip of wine while getting my mind out of the gutter.
“We talked about it on the way back yesterday. It sort of had to be digested slowly. She likes it now. Enough about the restaurant. Tell me more about your life. I saw online you make bathing suits. They’re really cool looking.”
“Are you stalking me, Mr. Medina?”
“A little bit. Do you mind?”
“No. I gave your story a look too.”
This news makes the corners of his eyes crinkle in pleasure. I like it.
“What did you find out?”
“Nothing I didn’t already know.”
“I’m not sure whether to be happy my online presence is light, or to be scared you know too much.”
“Let me put your mind to rest. It’s the former. But I would be happy to hear what you’re hiding. Give me a little something. A tidbit.”
