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"That always happen to you?" I exclaimed.
"What?"
"Women coming onto you, even when they are clearing away your dirty plates."
He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Sometimes," he admitted. "I'm not sure if you can tell or not, but I'm only interested in you."
"Sweet talker," I said and sucked up the rest of my drink, making slurping noises. Still, I appreciated his honesty as I worked to squash the green-eyed monster rising in my guts. I didn't have a claim on him. We were strangers. After today, we'd probably never see each other again. At the thought, my chest got a bit heavy, like disappointment wanted to crush the air from my lungs. This wasn't really my life, though. Lunch dates with sexy strangers weren't part of my mom's spreadsheets.
"You think?" he asked and reached out for my hand.
I placed my fingers on his palm. His hands were so much bigger than mine. "You have great hands," I said.
"So do you." He threaded his fingers with mine. "This has been nice, Lux."
My face fell. He was trying to end our date, and my water hadn't even arrived. I gulped back a swarm of emotion. "It has. Thank you so much for taking me out." He had no idea how much this had meant to me, and that was fine. But I would never forget him as the man who swept me off my feet, gave me a ride on his motorcycle, and held my hand.
"Thank you for coming along with me." He was caressing the inside of my wrist, sending tingles up my arm and straight into my core.
We stared at one another for a long moment until the damn waitress came back with our waters. She plonked mine down with a visible splash.
Once she'd gone, I took another lingering look at Rush.
He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated.
"What?" I asked, sucking on my water. It was quite refreshing.
"Would you like to do it again?"
For someone scorching on the hotness scale, he came across as reserved.
"Would I get to go on the motorcycle again?"
He spread his hands wide, matching his white smile. "Well, that would depend on you." Then he chuckled. "I mean, I do have a truck, or we could take your car."
A slow grin burned up my face. "I definitely want to ride on your motorcycle." Did I tell him how much I enjoyed pressing my face against his back? The feel of his muscles and the scent of his cologne filling my nose. Or the way … A dart of recklessness scored through me, sparking my veins with excitement and fire. I liked all of him.
"Number exchange?" he prompted, interrupting my thoughts.
I nodded my head but knew what that would mean. I'd have to turn on my phone. Half unwilling, I grabbed it out of my bag and held down the home button.
When my phone booted up, several pings sounded. There were multiple texts and several missed calls. A stab of guilt tampered down the glorious warmth in my body.
"Boyfriend wondering where you are?" he asked, glancing at my phone.
I looked up and met his gorgeous gaze.
He thought I had a boyfriend.
Was the guy insane?
EIGHT
She Knows How to Blush
RUSH
Pale pink flushed her cheeks,blooming her skin into a beautiful rose. My cock moved, pressing against the inside of my jeans.
