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“I…um.” She bit her lip. She hadn’t slept with a man since she broke up with Danny, and as much as she was attracted to Asher, she couldn’t deny the fact that sleeping with someone new was terrifying. And she wished she’d had more preparation.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he assured her, his voice low. His expression was sincere as he spoke again. “I just don’t want this night to be over.”
“You live here?” she asked, staring at the doorman just beyond the door. He was giving them complete privacy, not bothering to turn his head in their direction at all. All around them, people were walking past, carrying on conversations that were entirely their own. No one noticed them. No one paid them any attention.Invisible.It felt so good.
Who cared what she did? Who cared if she slept with a man that was practically a stranger? Every choice she made was entirely her own. She’d never known that kind of freedom.
“I do,” he told her.
“Okay,” she said finally, her decision made.
“Okay?” he asked, his lips grazing hers cautiously.
She opened her mouth, allowing the kiss to happen as it sent chills down her spine. When he pulled away, his eyes were drunk with desire and she said the word that she’d been dying to say. “Okay.” For the first time in her life, making a decision based solely on what she wanted…wasokay.
Chapter Five
Blythe woke up to the feeling of a kiss being placed on her forehead. The previous night was a blur of kisses and tangled sheets, and she wasn’t sure how to feel about her impulsiveness with someone who was basically a stranger. She opened her eyes slowly, staring at the handsome sight across the pillow from her. He was propped up on his elbow, brushing a piece of hair from her eyes.
“Good morning,” he said, his voice throaty from sleep. He traced a finger across her arm lovingly.
“Good morning,” she said happily, burying her face in the pillow. “What time is it?” she asked.
“Almost ten,” he told her. “I would’ve let you sleep, but your phone has been going off.”
She rolled over, checking the message on her screen. “It’s my boss.” She groaned, pulling the blanket up to cover her bare breasts as she moved the phone toward her. “Giving me the address for my shift tonight.”
He nodded. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did, actually.”
“Why do you sound surprised?” He raised a brow, staring at her with his honey-brown eyes.
“Because I don’t usually sleep well with so much noise going on outside. I’ve only actually sleptinNew York City one other time, and it took me forever to fall asleep.”
“Guess I wore you out then, huh?” he teased, kissing her square on the lips. She welcomed his kiss, despite the morning breath she knew she must have, feeling his body warm against hers as he slid over toward her. And what a nice body it was—chiseled and toned in all the right areas, yet not overly buff. It was obvious he took pride in himself, something Blythe had always found attractive. She was used to hardworking farmers, so six-pack abs and muscled arms tended to be her weakness.
He surprised her by pulling away. “Do you want breakfast?” he asked.
She rubbed her lips where his mouth had been. “Uh, sure,” she said. “I thought you were going for round two.” She winked.
He kissed her lips again. “Can’t use up all my strength for later, now can I?”
“Later? What’s later?” she asked as he climbed out of bed and slid on his boxers, giving her quite a show as she didn’t look away.
“I’m taking you to a dinner party.”
“A dinner party?” she asked. “For what?”
“It’s a work thing,” he said. “You’ll have to blow offyourwork, though.” He leaned back down over the bed, trailing a kiss from her neck to her chest. “But I promise to make it worth your while.”
She sucked in a breath, ignoring what he’d said as his tongue explored her skin. When he pulled away, she sat up, throwing her shirt over her shoulders and buttoning it without the bra. She pulled on her jeans afterward. “I don’t know if I can miss work. I’m brand new.”
“Just tell them you’re sick. I’ll write them a stellar review from the party last night. And…if they fire you, I’ll find you a new job.”
“You can’t just do that,” she argued, though there was little fight left to her voice.
“And why not?” he asked, reaching for her hand as she walked around to his side of the bed.
