Page 2 of Burn For Me


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I frowned. “First off, you don’t look old enough to have been married for ten years. Second, the guy was probably insecure about the size of his dick, and he blamed you for his insecurities.”

She chuckled. “Maybe you are right. His penis wasn’t all that large, but I still have trouble understanding how you can mortify someone like that in public.”

She sipped from her glass, and I watched every move she made. When she set it down her phone vibrated on the wooden bar and she flipped it over and frowned.

“Your husband going to be late?”

“Ha!” She glanced at me, then smirked. “No, no, husband anymore. I’m having dinner with my best friend to celebrate something, and she will be here soon.”

“My dinner company is late, too. Guess we should pass the time together.”

She turned to look at me, her eyes skimmed over my face, and then she asked. “Are you meeting your wife?”

“No wife in the picture. I’m meeting business clients.” I wasn’t sure why I wanted to clarify that, but I felt the need. We stared at one another for a long time, and I wondered if she felt the same warmth in her belly that I did. Perhaps I wasn’t the only one who felt embers slowly warming inside me. It had been a long time since I had felt anything like this, almost five years to be exact.

I didn’t want to dwell on that, so I asked her, “What are you celebrating?”

“A new start.”

“A new start? Does this mean you divorced that bastard?”

She shrugged. “Well, he is divorcing me, and it’s not final yet. I just moved here, thanks to my best friend’s encouragement. Now, I have a new home, a new city to live in, a new job, and a new life to build.”

“What do you do?”

She waved that away. “Nothing exciting, trust me. It’s boring administration work for a small company, but the pay is decent and close to the university. I plan on going back to school and getting my degree.”

“A degree in what?”

“Marketing,” she paused and nibbled her bottom lip. “At least, that’s what I think I want to study.”

I laughed. “You might want to figure that out before you pay your tuition bills. College isn’t cheap.”

“Oh, I know. That’s why I didn’t get a chance to finish college before.” She paused, staring at me for a moment. “Do you think it’s stupid that I am going back to school at my age?”

A bubble of laughter spilled from my lips. “I don’t know how old you are. Hell, I don’t even know your name.”

She leaned forward, a sparkle in her eye. “It’s more fun not knowing someone’s name, isn’t it?”

“What do you mean?” I asked her. Man, this woman and those damn sparkling eyes could be trouble.

She chuckled and turned so that her leg touched mine. “I mean, talking to strangers is easy. You don’t care what I think of you, and I don’t care what you think of me. My friend always tells me I should be more spontaneous and worry less about what people think of me. I always thought she was full of crap, but maybe she’s right. It is easier to do that if you remain strangers.”

“I guess.”

She leaned forward. “See, you’re a stranger, and I’m going to say something to you that I would never say to someone I knew.”

“What’s that?”

She pulled her bottom lip under her bright white teeth for a moment as if gathering her courage. A moment later, she blurted out the words: “I find you very attractive.”

My dick twitched as I shifted a bit more her way and leaned slightly toward her, replying softly, “Well, as one stranger to another, I have to admit that I also find you attractive, Whiskey.”

She laughed, the sound filling my ears as my eyes devoured that damn sparkle in her whiskey-colored eyes again. My gaze dropped to her lips, and I had the instantaneous urge to lean forward and capture them.

“Whiskey, huh?”

“Yeah, you might not like names, but I prefer to have a name to go with a face.”

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