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Blessing wasn’t exactly a large town and he’d never seen her before, but he wanted to see her every day now.
A frown graced her face and she turned away.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, can you tell me where the butter is?” he asked, wanting to prolong her leaving.
“I have no idea,” she said, grabbing a basket and walking deeper into the store.
Obviously, she didn’t like the fact that she’d gotten an up-close-and-personal feel of his rock-hard cock. But it wasn’t on purpose.
He followed her, enamored by the way she looked, the smell of her, the sway of her hips, and those gorgeous breasts.
“Stop following me,” she said, not even looking at him.
“Darling, I’m just doing my shopping,” he said. “If you know where the butter or the beer is, I’d be happy.”
Of course, he knew exactly where they were, but he was going to spend some time following her and maybe even try to get her to have dinner with him. This was one he wasn’t willing to let get away.
“You’re probably married,” she said. “Does your wife know you act like this?”
“I’m not married. I’m sorry that I ran into you, but you’re the one who bent over in the aisle,” he said.
“Do your eyes not work?” she replied, still looking straight ahead and not acknowledging him.
“Oh, yes, ma’am, they work just fine. But I was looking up, not down, and then suddenly there you were in my path,” he said, knowing even if he had seen her, he would have taken advantage of the opportunity.
Just then they arrived at the refrigerators that held cold alcohol.
“There’s the beer,” she said. “Now go away.”
“Thank you,” he replied.
She reached in and grabbed a bottle of Pinot wine.
“You drinking alone?”
“That is none of your business,” she told him not looking at him.
He moved in behind her, and when she straightened, he was standing right there. Not touching her, but close enough she knew he was there and he could smell the sweet scent drifting from her.
“Have you ever had beer poured over your naked breasts, in your belly button, and then the cold brew poured between your legs? I love to sip my beer from between a woman’s thighs.”
She gasped and glared at him, mouth hanging open.
Maybe telling her what he was thinking wasn’t such a great idea. Her body stiffened and those emerald eyes of hers glistened with fury.
Her eyes narrowed. “The butter is straight ahead. Now get out of my sight before I call the store manager.”
Maybe he was a glutton for punishment, but he just couldn’t help himself. He was obsessed with this woman.
“Thank you,” he said. “It would taste mighty fine on a baked potato along with a grilled steak. Would you have dinner with me?”
“Are you serious?” she said. “You’ve overstepped my boundaries and I don’t sleep with someone on the first date. Or the second or even the third. So get the hell out of my way.”
Yes, he was pushing the boundaries, but the way that cute little T-shirt clung to her breasts all swelled up and her nipples protruding like headlights made him forget himself. He wanted to pull her bra down and taste those sweet orbs of hers. They would be sweeter than honey.
Shocked, he realized no woman had affected him this way since high school. What the hell was he doing? And yet he couldn’t stop himself.
“Darling, I’m willing to wait for you. I think you’d be worth it,” he said softly. “Your time, your space.”
