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“You can see me.”
“You think I’m going to judge you for eating wings? I probably have sauce all over my mouth.”
The side of her mouth quirks up. “You do have a little bit…” She hesitates then she reaches over and touches her thumb to the corner of my mouth and gently swipes. She looks at the sauce on her thumb and I have a feeling she’s contemplating licking it away, but to my disappointment she wipes it with her napkin.
She finally picks up her wing but looks at me before she puts it to her mouth. “You aren’t going to watch me, are you?”
I laugh when I realize that’s exactly what I’m doing so I pick up a wing. “Nope, I’m going to eat.” I avert my gaze and tear into my chicken. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her hesitate another second before she starts eating. I don’t watch and we eat in companionable silence for a while. It isn’t until she picks up the last wing and she’s dropped her guard some that I watch her.
She isn’t dainty, but she’s still careful not to be too messy. She isn’t one to leave meat on the bone though. She makes sure she gets every morsel there is. Eating chicken wings isn’t sexy, but Autumn Atwood eating them absolutely is. The way her tongue darts out to get any sauce that’s left on her mouth, fuck. When she finally has it all devoured, she sets it down and proceeds to lick the sauce off her fingertips. My body goes on high alert and my dick takes over my brain.
That’s the only explanation for what I do.
My hand darts out and grabs her by the wrist. I hear a small, surprised inhale as I bring her hand closer to me. I meet her gaze and her eyes are a rich bourbon hue.
“You missed one,” I say as I suck her saucy thumb into my mouth.
Her nostrils flare and she gasps as I twirl my tongue around her thumb, taking in the tangy sauce. She leans forward slightly; I give her thumb a hard suck and a sexy breathy moan leaves her.
She swallows. “Um, I said no tongue.”
I slowly release her thumb, giving it a little nibble before it leaves my mouth. “I said I would keep my tongue out of your mouth.”
I give her what is probably a very wolfish smile as she pulls her hand out of mine. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes are glazed over with desire. She’s absolutely beautiful.
She clears her throat. “Right. Maybe finger sucking should be off script too. Not very Home & Heart.” She gives me a wiry grin.
I laugh, but she’s right. What was I thinking? I wasn’t, which was the problem. “Yeah, probably not. Sorry.”
“So, um, want to start a new game?”
A different kind of game maybe.
“If you do.”
She thinks on it. “No, I think we’re good for today. We can go home now.”
We settle our bill and Lisa, our waitress, gets a photo with Autumn, gushing over her a little more. I think we’re finally about to break free when Lisa slips Autumn an USB stick and tells her she’s a musician. She leads it like she just wants Autumn to enjoy it, but I know she’s secretly hoping that Autumn will help her get heard.
Autumn handles it like a champ, but I can tell her acting smile has taken over. I want to wring that little brat’s neck for ruining Autumn’s night. I take her hand, and go into bodyguard mode, leading her out of the situation as quickly as possible. She squeezes my hand and I stop and look back at her. I’m practically dragging her at this point. She gives me this sweet smile with a hint of amusement on it. But it’s not real. It’s all for show. I smile back and swing an arm around her shoulder, and we continue out at a normal pace.
Once we’re in the car though, the mood changes. We don’t talk and she keeps her gaze out the window almost the whole time. I take a couple of wrong way detours before I’m finally confident we’re not being followed and head home.
When we get back, she grabs water from the fridge. “I’m going to bed.”
I nod, not knowing what else to say. At the entrance of the hallway, she stops. She half turns her face back toward me but doesn’t look at me fully. “Um…the footage from last night…you won’t…”
“It’s already deleted.”
She stiffens at that before she gives a sharp nod. “Thank you.”
With that she turns to leave. I hate that she doesn’t trust me to not exploit her. Though why would she? Not only do we barely know each other, but she asked me to keep things PG then I went and sucked her finger into my mouth.
At least we could laugh about it. We seemed to have gotten over our bumpy first impressions and now on the right footing. I feel confident that we can have a good working relationship. I just need to not forget that’s what this iswhich means no more sucking and licking her fingers. Or any other part of her body.
No matter how much I want to.
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