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“Seriously? Not even once?”
“Nope.”
“Me neither.”
“Not surprising. I’m sure you have your ways of getting tickets anytime you want them,” I said honestly.
“You would think so, but my parents refused to allow us to use our connections. They said being able to do things for yourself made you a better businessman.”
I was totally shocked by that. “You mean you did all your own cooking and everything?”
Phillip laughed. “If I did my own cooking, I’d have died from food poisoning years ago.”
“It can’t be that bad.”
“Let’s just say I paint better than I cook,” he replied.
“Thanks for the warning.”
We were almost at my apartment when Phillip had the driver pull over at a bakery. “I’ll be right back,” he said, leaving me sitting inside. When he returned he held a small white box. “You didn’t eat much at dinner. I thought you might be hungry.”
“That’s very thoughtful of you.” Curiosity got me. “What’s in the box?”
“You’ll have to wait till we get to your place.”
My stomach growled, putting up its own argument. “Not even a little hint?” Phillip shook his head. “Can’t bribe you?”
That got his attention. “What are you offering?”
Be brave. You know you want this.“A kiss.” I don’t think I breathed until he responded.
Leaning close he said, “A chocolate trifle.” Then he collected his payment.
His kiss was gentle, but not brief as in the past. I could feel the hunger within him as he slowly pulled away. He sat back and we didn’t speak again until we were up in my apartment.
“Did you want…coffee?” I asked, hoping he said no.
“Do you?” he retorted. I shook my head. “And the trifle?”
“Not…hungry,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. His eyes darkened, and I knew he wanted me as desperately as I did him. A shudder ripped through me as he pulled me into his strong arms. My breath caught in my throat with anticipation.
In a deep, husky voice he said, “I’m starving for a taste of you.”
His lips were on mine. This time, there was nothing tender about it. I opened to him and his tongue danced with mine. I felt his hands on my waist tugging on the bottom of my t-shirt.
Oh, my God. We’re really going to do this.
When I felt his warm hands touch my bare flesh, heat rushed through my veins. I reached down and pulled the t-shirt all the way off. Then I slipped out of my jeans. I wanted his hands, and mouth, all over me.
I gasped as Phillip reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Slowly he moved one strap off my shoulder and replaced it with his lips. Then he nipped his way across my neck to the next shoulder and did the same. My bra fell to the floor. My heaving breasts begged for attention.
My pulse raced, and the warmth growing from my core was spreading like wildfire. I was tired of fighting the urge to touch him. I hadn’t waited around to see if he’d make the phone call, and I wasn’t waiting around now for him to make a move. We’re not guaranteed tomorrow, so let’s make the most of tonight.
Stepping closer, I boldly wrapped my arms around his neck. My fingers locked together at the base of his neck. “I’ve changed my mind. I want you for dessert.”
“Lindsay, do you know what you’re doing to me?”
I traced my top lip with my tongue, then said, “I know what I want to do.” I felt his body tense and could feel the bulge growing in his jeans. Oh, yes. Dessert is served. I grinded my hips against his. A low groan escaped his lips.
