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“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have dumped all that out and ruined the date by being all emotional. I am having a lot of fun really.”
“Don’t be sorry. You can tell me anything. I want to know you, all of you. And thanks for sharing that with me. While I’m sorry that things were difficult, and that cuts me to the bone knowing how hard or sad things were for you, I see it also made you into the phenomenal woman you are today. Gemma was lucky to have you. Did you ever talk to her after you left?” He spoke to me softly and it had been obvious he was also a little choked up after I had told him that story.
Braxton really was listening. His words and the question regarding Gemma were so sincere that I had trouble speaking for a second. Then finally, I got myself under control enough to answer. “Actually, my parents let me stay in touch with her and some of the others. I saw them from time to time, and although Gemma herself is six years younger than me, she and I are friends. She never got adopted and that has always killed me. Being there for her, like a big sister, someone she could count on over the years is part of what drove me to createHopeful Jurnee. I am so proud of her strength, ambition, and how smart she is. I will be attending her high school graduation next month. She is starting college here in Portland and I’m so glad she will be close. She wants to be a teacher, guess it was the love of books.”
The smile Braxton had on his face was a panty-dropping one for sure.Lord help me, I may be about to commit a sin.
“That’s great, it’s an amazing thing to hear when things were such a rough start for you both. Think you might tell me more about you and your childhood sometime? I would really like to know everything about you, Jurnee.”
“Everything? Well, we will see. Some things may be a little personal,” I said laughing a bit in a teasing tone.
“Oh someday, nothing will be too personal between us,” he replied with a devilish wink.
Damn, he is hot, and I think my panties may have just combusted, so much for them just dropping. Yup, I am a second away from committing sin number one. Thank goodness he changed the subject or I would be racking them up.
“How about some dinner?”
“I could try and eat something. But after that Elephant Ear, there is no way it will be much.”
“We’ll see how it goes. It just means I get more time with you and I’ll take all I can get.”
When Braxton talked like that I wanted to melt into a puddle of goo. He was so many things, and sweet was one of them. I knew he had many layers and I would be happy to peel them all back one at a time like a banana, while happily sampling them all. Now I was thinking of tasting every inch of him.Shit, how big his cock was has now taken up residence in my head.This man made me think dirty thoughts all the time and now he was staring at me, likely trying to read my mind. Before he could comment, I jumped in the Jeep and shut the door. I watched him round the front end and then he hopped in on his side.
“I will find out what you were thinking a minute ago. Your face always gives you away and your breathing changes. It’s sexy as hell.” I looked at him, once again at a loss for words. He didn’t seem to need any and leaned over and planted a fast kiss on my lips, turned back in his seat, and started the car. As we took off, I was sitting there dumbfounded on how this man had turned me inside out in just a matter of weeks.
And also into a dirty-minded hussy apparently.
“Oh my gosh, I can’t even believe I ate that much after saying there was no way.”Shit, I am about to explode. That will surely be sexy.I was holding my stomach trying to resist the urge to unsnap my pants at the table before they busted open, and the button took his eye out. Braxton had taken me toBenihana’s, a Japanese restaurant. I had been a couple times, but it had been a really long time since I had been there. There wasn’t a ton of time these days to enjoy the things we were doing this evening and I’d never had someone like him to do them with. The group we sat with at the communal hibachi grill table were a load of laughs. Watching as the chefs prepared our food right there around us, was a unique experience.
Braxton leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Just unsnap your jeans, you know you want to.” What the heck, was the man a mind reader or what? I kicked him under the table just like I had when we went to lunch. “Always trying to injure me, you know bad girls get punished, don’t you? You like spankings, Jurnee?” he said in a low, sexy voice.
Damn this man was hard on my undies, they didn’t stand a chance of staying dry with him around. I would need to invest in some extras if I were going to keep spending time with him.
I’m not sure where I’d found my inner flirt. I supposed I was channeling one of my besties when I replied, “Wouldn’t you like to know, and maybe someday you will.” On that note, I freaked myself out and so my next reply wasn’t so sexy. “Gotta pee.”Heaven have mercy, really Jurnee?I was up out of my seat and headed to the restroom before Braxton could say a word, but then I heard a couple of the ladies say, “me too,” and one of the husbands say something about us women always sticking together like a flock of birds when it comes to going to the bathroom. A chorus of male laughter vibrated through the restaurant.
Men.
The trip to the restroom was interesting, with the other women talking about their men and how mine was so damn fine. I wasn’t going to assume he was mine, just that we were on a date, but the idea he could be, had me a little jazzed up. When they told me Braxton couldn’t keep his eyes off me, the feeling escalated. Not sure that was true, but a girl could hope.
Heading back to the table I was feeling nervous again and needed to get a grip. Braxton was so much fun and never made me feel anything but wonderful, and laughing with him was like Christmas morning when your body tingles with excitement and you know there is something special under the tree just for you. Before the age of twelve, I never had that, and later when I did, I cherished it with my whole heart. I knew Braxton and the laughter we shared was burying itself deep into my soul like a cute little bunny burrows down, nestling in its shelter. A place that was sacred and safe.
Reaching the table, I let out a little squeal when Braxton hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me into his lap. I landed with a plop and steadied myself on his hard masculine thighs. The scent of him wrapped its way around me like a thick blanket I never wanted to remove and my body settled. Then a smooth velvety voice tingled my ear. “Are you ready to head out? I want some time alone with you.”
Alone time with Braxton—scary and phenomenal were two words that sprang to mind. But I wanted the time with him so being a little afraid wasn’t going to stop me. “Yeah, let’s go,” I said, but didn’t jump off his lap that fast, because it was now my favorite seat anywhere. From that position, we eventually said our goodbyes to the people we met and had dined with. Then I reluctantly stood. Hand in hand once again we headed out.
After a short drive, we ended up at a park. It was dark now, but moonlight illuminated the sky coming down from the exquisite crescent moon. I found myself being dragged to the swings and we each grabbed one and sat down.
“Wanna see who can jump the farthest out of the swing?” he asked.
“I guess it is true, you’re never too old to let your inner child free,” I said, laughing, but seriously pleased.
“Wait, what was I thinking? I obviously wasn’t, since you need to take care of that shoulder and can’t be jumping out of a swing or even swinging for that matter.”
“Braxton, it’s a lot better, I will be fine. Maybe we should make a bet on the jump, you think?”
“Are you sure? You need to be careful.”
“I’m fine seriously.”
