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She winks and disappears down the corridor. I feel a little lighter. I don’t think he’s a bad guy. At all. A bit intense maybe, and I’m really not used to a real man. Evan was my friend, more of a boy than man, my roommate. No wonder we lost our passion. If we ever had any.
As the day comes to an end, my heart flutters with a flurry of emotions. I want to see him, and at the same time I need to think, need to recover. The sun has sunk low. I’m tired and it’s pretty late already. I don’t know when he’ll show up next time. I think I need a night to myself, and at the same time I’m afraid that he got what he wanted and now he isn’t coming back, no matter what he said.
A black BMW stands by the sidewalk. My heart leaps up to my throat, and in a first confused moment I think it’s Mr. Salvatore, then the window rolls down and Christian Russo peers out at me.
My mouth falls open and I steer toward him, as in a trance, my pussy aching just from seeing him, still tender from last night, now the need coming alive again.
“Wanna go for a ride?”
I fiddle with the suit jacket and pull it off me. “You want your jacket back?”
He shrugs. “You look kinda sexy in it.”
I blush. I can’t believe he’s here, and caught me red-handed wearing his jacket. “Ride? Where?”
“Beach?”
I gesture to my Vespa. “I can’t just leave—”
“Don’t worry about it. Just a short ride.”
“It’s just…” I glance at my scooter and then back to Christian. I’ve longed for him the whole day, been hot and bothered and hoping I’ll see him again. “All right. Beach sounds great. You’ll bring me back, right?”
A smile that hits me like a punch in my gut spreads over his face. “Hop in.” He jumps out of the car and leads me over to the passenger side, again holding the door for me.
“Is this you kidnapping me?”
He maneuvers us through the increasingly dense traffic and gives me a sideways glance. “Would that be an issue? I don’t want it to come between us.”
I laugh. “I trust you.”
I wish he’d touch me, put his large, strong hand on my thigh, stroke upward, but he doesn’t. My whole body longs for his passionate embrace.
“Maybe you shouldn’t.”
I frown and cock my head, studying him, taking in his profile, his Roman nose, his messy jaw-long hair, his full lips that can do wonders against mine. “Why’s that? You seem pretty nice.”
“Maybe I’m not such a nice guy?”
“I don’t believe that. You’re… a bit rough, but in a good way.” I smile and lick my lips.
His gaze darts to my tongue and a thrill runs through me. Then he looks back at the road. “Maybe your radar is off, Kerry.”
A tiny hint of unease nags at the edges of my mind. I narrow my eyes as I regard him. “Why do you say that?” I glance around me. We’re passing quickly through the suburbs, north bound. “Where are you taking me?”
“Beach.”
“What beach?” My heart pounds a little harder. There’s a tiny change in his demeanor, I can’t decipher it, but I’m not sure I like it. “Maybe you should take me back,” I say faintly.
“Are you afraid of me, Ker?” He gives me a brief glance and leaves the last of the residential areas, outside are only warehouses and factories.
I snap my head from staring out and back at him, my stomach plummeting in sudden apprehension. “Christian. Please take me back.” My voice quavers a little.
“I can’t.”
My chest tightens. “What?”
He takes a sharp turn, onto a little side road, hidden from the main road. I widen my eyes as I stare at him, my heart thundering in my chest. He rests his arm on my seat, my skin crawls from his closeness. My throat clenches up and I shrink back.
