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I really needed to touch her.
Now the only question was whether or not she wanted me to.
4
Presley
Zeke and the middle-aged couple at the other end of the bar were my only customers. Nights this slow usually dragged, but not this one. Tonight, I had this gorgeous, interesting rockstar to keep me company. We talked about music, movies, and even multiple sclerosis. He told me about his many cousins and extended family, while I told him funny stories about Aunt Meg and our cat, Puffy.
When the chef brought out his blackberry cobbler, covered in vanilla bean ice cream with a touch of blackberry liqueur-infused whipped cream, Zeke immediately took a bite.
“This is fucking awesome,” he murmured after he swallowed.
“I’ve never had the cobbler before.” The food here was too expensive for me, even with my employee discount, so I rarely got to try any, but I couldn’t admit that.
“Here. Try it.” He proffered the spoon and my mouth seemed to open before I could stop it. His eyes met mine as I leaned over the bar toward him, and he leaned forward. The way he was looking at me made my insides flutter with excitement. He was only offering dessert, but even someone as inexperienced as I was recognized the desire in his gaze.
Was it possible one of the hottest guitar players in the world wanted me?
Before I could fully digest that information, my lips closed around the spoon, and he pulled it out of my mouth ever so slowly. The rich tangy fruit flavor, coupled with the flaky crust and the sweetness of the whipped cream made me moan with appreciation. Or maybe it was lust. I couldn’t discern the difference.
“Awesome, right?” he asked, his voice dropping an octave or so.
“So awesome,” I whispered, licking my lips.
“Share it with me.”
“I’m not…” The words died on my lips as he held up another bite and I opened for more. “…supposed to,” I finished after I’d swallowed.
“There’s no one here but us. And I won’t tell.”
“O-okay.” Some whipped cream dripped down my chin but before I could grab a napkin, Zeke reached out and wiped it with his finger. Our eyes locked, he slid the finger into his mouth.
“Mmm. It’s even yummier when it has you on it.”
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. What was happening here? Zeke was way out of my league. Not only did I have no experience with rich, famous rockstars, I had no experience with men. Period. Other than a few kisses and dates in high school, I was as innocent as the Virgin Mary. And while I recognized the desire coursing through me, I didn’t have a clue what to do about it.
We finished the cobbler in silence, with him looking at me like I was his next meal.
Just the thought of him licking anything on me the way he licked that damn spoon made parts of me come alive that I’d thought were fairly dormant.
I’d been too shy for sex as a teen and too busy to meet someone I liked enough to do it with now.
I’d do it with Zeke, though.
I didn’t even care about the interview anymore.
“I’m guessing you could get in a lot of trouble if I kissed you across the bar,” he said quietly.
“Y-yes.” I swallowed. “But I’ll be off soon.”
“How soon?”
“I…” I felt the warmth of a flush spread over me. Good grief, what was I doing? “Around eleven, maybe sooner if I can get through clean-up quickly.”
“Okay.” He wiped his mouth with his napkin. “That’s an hour from now. How about another beer?”
“Sure.” I hurriedly poured him another Guinness and cleared his plates away.
