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“She could see it. The camera shows everything.” He smiled at her. “Want to watch the rest of the game, or have you had enough?”
“She’s had enough,” Didier piped up. “Take her home already.”
Rachel turned to him and Erik. “You guys won’t mind?”
Didier frowned at her like she’d said she wanted to go on the field and pitch. “Qu’est-ce que tu dis?That is like saying we want to stop your happiness. We are friends,non? Friends want their friends to be happy.”
“And have sex,” Erik added.
Didier smacked Erik upside the head. “Sex and love are two very different things. We will discuss this another time.”
She heard Jamie chuckle under his breath. He stood up and held his hand out for her. “Gentlemen.”
“À demain, mon vieux.” Didier stood and kissed Jamie on both cheeks. Then he did the same to her, startling her. She’d never seen that outside of a movie. “Chérie.”
After they cleared the row and were walking out of the stadium, she said, “What did Didier say back there?”
“It probably wasn’t important.”
She raised her brow. “He’s very dashing,” she said in an overly sweet voice.
Raising his brow, he knew she was trying to rouse him. “You’re fucking with me, aren’t you?”
“Maybe a little.” She smirked. “Did it work?”
“No.” He slid his arm around her waist, pulling her to him. “I know you better than that. The apartment?”
She nodded, feeling her cheeks pinken.
Bending to whisper in her ear, he said, “Are you blushing, love?”
“I’m just warm.”
“Yes, you are,” he said in a way that made her go redder.
Outside the stadium he flagged them a cab. He chatted pleasantly with the driver as she sat there, a mass of shivery desire. How he was so calm, she had no idea. Just the thought of going back to their apartment to get it on had her in a tizzy.
He paid for the cab before she could even think of offering to, and then he calmly escorted her to their apartment like they had all the time in the world.
In the elevator she finally broke. Grabbing him by the shirt, she plastered herself against him and said, “How are you so relaxed? I’m about to go out of my skin, wanting you.”
He smiled, the sweetest smile that started at his lips and spread to his eyes. He ran the back of his hand along her neck. “I have a new perspective on forever, love.”
“What new perspective?” She studied him. “Because I want to have it.”
The elevator dinged on their floor, and the doors opened. Instead of answering her, Jamie led her down the hall and let them both into the apartment.
It struck her—it was like they lived together, and it actually feltnice. After her divorce, she’d vowed to never live with anyone ever again—Lottie didn’t count—but somehow this was different. She thought about coming home to Jamie every night, and a sharp longing pierced her chest. If she didn’t know better, she’d have thought she was having a heart attack.
Then she thought about coming home after working with him all day and she clutched her chest. Yeah, she was having a heart attack.
Jamie locked the door behind them after they entered. “Come here.”
Hot. Eyes wide, she walked over to him—slowly, so she wouldn’t trip over her own feet.
He took the hat off her head and tossed it aside, freeing her hair from its elastic band. He reached for the hem of her shirt. “Did you bring clothes for tomorrow?” he asked as he stripped the shirt over her head.
“No.” Her nipples went pointy in anticipation. She wondered if she should take her bra off. The last time she hadn’t worn a bra.
