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Without taking his eyes off the screen, he dialed a number. “Gomez, do you know that you have Vincent Heston in custody?”
Vincent Heston? Shocked, Naomi listened in. She was so close to Corbett on the couch, she could just about hear the man on the other line.
“You’re shitting me,” Gomez said.
“I guarantee you, it’s him. Those eyes are contacts, and that is a terrible dye job. You’re half Mexican, sir. Don’t you recognize what dye does to dark hair? Once he’s booked, and you put his prints in the system, you’ll see. It’s him.”
“Son of a bitch,” Gomez cursed.
“That’s what I said, sir,” Corbett told him.
With nothing left to say, Corbett ended the call. He was both agitated and excited. She knew this was a big break in the case for him. She also knew it meant their nice evening was over.
As expected, he turned to her and said, “I guess I should get going.”
Naomi didn’t want him to leave, but it was obvious that he had to. “Okay, thank you for dinner.”
“No problem,” he said. “Maybe I could take you out for a proper meal sometime? I could try and make up for all the mean things I said to you.”
“And thought about me?” she teased.
“I never thought mean things about you,” he claimed.
“Oh…” she said. And then, with a mischievous grin, she added, “Then I’ll have to pay for part of dinner to make up for all the things I thought about you.”
Corbett put his hand over his chest. “Ouch, that hurt.”
Naomi did something then that set off events that had probably been building up since the first day she’d met him in court. With everything Corbett had been through today, and after hearing about his brother, she didn’t want him to leave feeling like he had no one to talk to. While his hand remained on his chest, she reached out and put her hand over his. She had intended to say something comforting or smart, but suddenly, her power of speech eluded her.
Corbett was frozen to his spot. Both breathed more quickly. Finally, he took her arm in his other hand and pulled her in close. He bent down slightly so his face was close to hers and said, “I want to kiss you.”
Naomi could feel her heart pounding, and she wondered if, while they were pressed together like this, he could feel it as well. Did he know how much she wanted him? Could he see it in her eyes? She was staring into his, and what she saw there was raw desire. She wanted to give into it, to just melt into him, but her heart and her head were raging a battle within.
She wasn’t a one-night stand kind of girl. But she wasn’t looking to be in a relationship with this guy either, was she? He was so… intense. The funny thing was, the idea of being with Corbett repelled her and also turned her on. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to feel his lips crush down on hers… But could they stop there? Would they? If they didn’t, who would wake tomorrow with regrets?
She realized she was still frozen in place, staring at him while a jumble of thoughts raced through her head. He grinned at her. Though intense, he also had such an easygoing way about everything; it was both maddening and enchanting. Corbett brought out all sorts of dualities in her.
“What?” she said, her voice coming out in an almost breathless whisper.
“You’re analyzing this like an attorney, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know how not to,” she admitted. “I am an attorney.”
Before she could argue her way out of it, he leaned his head down and kissed her lips softy. So lightly, in fact, that it was more like the touch of a feather against her skin. It tickled. “See,” he told her. “It’s just a kiss; nothing earth shattering happened.”
As he spoke, she could feel his warm breath on her face, and his lips were still so close to hers… She leaned forward and kissed him back. Her kiss wasn’t as soft as his, yet she reserved some of the passion she could have thrown into it. She had upped the ante. It was his move.
Meeting her challenge, he lifted her up from the couch and spun her around so that her back was to the nearest wall. He reached up behind her and loosened the clasp that held her ponytail back, letting her hair spill down over her shoulders, the way it was the night before when she’d fallen asleep in his lap. He wrapped his fingers up in its silky length, and then he really kissed her.
His whole mouth covered hers as his tongue explored her warm wetness. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and she could feel the tight muscles in his chest against her breasts, and the hardness of his thigh against hers.
He came up for air and smiled at her. She was almost panting by now, and for a split second, she wondered what he must think of her, but the thought was soon pushed out of her brain as he slid a hand underneath the back of her shirt. She could feel his rough hand exploring the soft skin of her lower back. As he did, he slipped his lips down to her neck. He began to kiss, and then nibble, with gentle brushes of his tongue across the tender skin just above her breast line. He worked his way back up to her lips and then slipped his mouth around to her ear and said, “It’s your call. You say stay, I’m a happy man. You say go, and I’m gone.”
Naomi’s analytical brain tried to kick in again, but she reined it in and said, “Down the hall to the right.”
Corbett didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He slipped his hands under her butt and pulled her up off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and they kissed again, almost losing their balance and falling to the floor. When they got to the bedroom, he put her back down on her feet and began undressing her, slowly. As he slipped off her blouse, he kissed her shoulders, down to the top of the tender curve of her breasts. Then, reaching around to find the clasp of her bra, he kissed her mouth again.
Naomi shrugged her bra the rest of the way off, causing Corbett to huff a low moan that sounded like a growl deep in his throat. He bent down and took one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking on it, licking it, and tracing her nipple with his tongue before gently nibbling on it. When he’d finished with that one, he took the other between his lips. Naomi arched her back, willing him not to stop. His kisses were soft and sweet, but his nibbles were hot and sexy.
