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Her lips purse. “Mm-hmmm. So when you realized I wasn’t just going to open my legs and let you have at it, you decided that something came up.”
“What?” Is that what she thinks? I admit leaving was a dick move, not that I had a real choice in the matter, but she’s got the reasoning all wrong.
“Yeah, you came over here thinking we’d make a pie and then I’d go to bed with you. When you realized I wasn’t so easy, you took off.”
I climb the stairs and walk over to her.
She swallows hard as she cranes her head back to look at me, though she takes the long route, with her gaze rolling up my abs and chest.
“I never thought you were easy. And I wouldn’t want you to be. That’s not why I left. I would have gladly spent the whole evening with you--no funny business.”
“Sure.” She sets her tea down and crosses her arms. “So that’s why you fled after I broke our kiss?” Rising, she tries to look pissed, but I can see the hurt in her eyes. “Something came up. Ofcourse.”
“My work is somewhat …” How do I say this? “Demanding.”
“Oh, what, did someone else’s dishwasher break, and they needed a fixer?” she challenges, her full lips growing almost pouty.
I want to taste them. Right here, right now. But I have to soft pedal this. She’s hurt, and I’m the one who did the hurting.
“Something like that, yes. When work calls, I have to answer.”
“Or they’ll fire you?”
More like dismember me and scatter the pieces. “Yes, and I can’t afford to lose my job.”
“So they called you that night?”
“Yes.”
“Where’d you go? What was broken?”
The first truth is Bolivia, and the second is that plenty of necks had been broken by the time my job was done. Instead of that, I say, “It was out of the country, and they needed me to solve an ongoing issue with a foreign government.”
“Government? So you’re a spy?” She has an ‘ah ha’ tone.
“No.” I try to put as much honesty in my words as possible. “But I swear to you, if I could’ve stayed with you that night, I would have.” I take a chance and tip her chin up. She doesn’t smack me away, so I continue, “And I don’t care how long it takes, I want to taste your dessert.”
Her eyelids flutter at my innuendo.
“If we don’t make another pie anytime soon, that’s all right. I’ll wait for you. When you’re comfortable, we’ll get back to it.” I want to taste her right now. Does she wear these tight yoga pants to punish me? Because it’s working. They stick to her, giving me a glimpse of everything I want. “We’ll take this at your pace.” Despite my desire for her, I mean what I say. I won’t take control until she gives me the reins.
She nibbles her lip for a moment, and Jinx twirls around her ankles, his fluffy tail urging her to make the right choice. “You promise you left for work?”
I take her hand and place it on my chest over my heart. “I swear to you, Lena. I had to leave for work.”
Her face softens just a bit and she presses her warm palm against my bare skin. “I shouldn’t believe you, definitely shouldn’t forgive you.” When her eyes meet mine again, I can feel her wavering.
“Let me make it up to you?”
She throws a glance at the yard. “Isn’t that what the lawn mowing was for?”
I smile. “That just needed to be done. No, I want to really make it up to you. How about I take you to dinner tonight at VonMichael’s?”
She cocks her head to the side. “That’s the fanciest restaurant in town. No one can get reservations unless it’s months and months in advance.”
“I can.” I squeeze her hand as it still rests over my heart. “Can I pick you up at eight?”
She chews her lips some more, something akin to worry crossing over her face. “Um, let’s make it seven. I keep old lady dinner hours.”
