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“I like distracting you. I have this strange feeling you work Saturdays. Don’t you?”
He paused, twirling the noodles around the fork and frowned. “There’s a lot that needs to be done. There aren’t enough hours in the day.”
A warm hand caressed his cheek. He couldn’t resist leaning into it. “How many times do I have to tell you that you work too much? Life shouldn’t be so serious.”
He turned toward her and kissed her. “You’re starting to convince me.”
Which he also couldn’t determine if that was a good or bad thing. Work was very important to him. It was his livelihood—his sole focus.
“We’ll never get this food eaten if you keep distracting us.”
He nibbled on her bottom lip. “You’re the distracting one.”
He was about to set his food down on the nightstand and start another round between the sheets when her phone went off. A low groan slipped out before he could stop himself. Her eyes twinkled with a bit of mischief and confusion as she set her food on the nightstand and grabbed her phone.
Yeah, he should’ve kept his groan to himself. His emotions were all jumbled and confused. He wanted her, yet he wasn’t sure if he should leave and keep his distance. And any interruptions weren’t going to help the tangled emotions raging a war deep inside him.
“It’s Jaxson. I’m going to grab this quick and make sure Mia’s okay.”
She answered the phone and walked out of the room. His mind started to wander. Why did she have to leave the room to take the call? Had he misinterpreted Jaxson’s feelings toward Mia? Should he be jealous?
He frowned, hating the confusion swirling inside his veins. He liked to be in control and in charge. Right now, he was nowhere near either of those things. Well, he liked to be in control and in charge of things that were right in front of him. He knew he’d never have control of his father’s company. No matter how much he fought and demanded control—not that he even tried—he’d never be better than Champ. Not in his father’s eyes.
He took a few more bites of food but lost the taste for anything. This was why he didn’t put in the effort to date anymore. Too complicated. Too much time worrying about why she did this or why she did that. He had too much to worry about at work and in his family to waste his time worrying about a woman as well.
He set the food down on the nightstand. His eyes caught a glimpse of her black lacy bra adorning the floor. The erotic image of extracting the lacy garment from Gabriella’s gorgeous body flooded his mind after they returned to the apartment. He knew right then why he wanted to make a small effort to date a woman again.
She was worth it.
Or was she?
Was she still lying to him?
Did she like her partner as more than just a friend?
His mind fought a brutal battle back and forth.
She had so many endearing qualities that he had never seen in a woman. She had a sense of humor. He had been having fun tonight teasing her. And it always elicited one of her sweet smiles he adored. She spoke her mind without effort. He knew he would never wonder where he stood with her. That was refreshing. That should ease his mind some. Yet, it didn’t. She still held back part of herself.
Especially the part about her friend Mia. Why couldn’t she open up to him? He asked, and she dodged. Perhaps she thought they needed to know each other a little better.
Glancing around the bed, he thought they knew each other pretty well now. Physically, anyway.
And maybe that’s all it would ever be. The thought saddened him. He wanted to know more about her. He wanted to know her inside and out. He wanted to know her fears, her dreams. What made her happy, and what made her sad. He wanted to know her favorite movie and how she liked to spend her spare time.
Or did he?
Maybe it wouldn’t be smart. She had lied to him in the beginning.
He shivered from the directions his thoughts were taking him. He always kept it light with women. He should continue to do so.
He sat up straighter, thinking it was time to leave. There was a lot of work waiting for him in the office.
The door shut, erasing his decision to leave. He grinned as Gabriella rounded the bed with her own sweet smile.
“Whew. She’s fine. I trust Jaxson, but I still worried.” She hopped back in bed, taking a sip of her beer.
Wow. What did that mean?
