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“Please.”
“Thank you.” Turning my head, I kiss his cheek. We sit like that for a while quietly, eating and sipping while watching the serene lake and the few birds that fly over it. Well, I ate all the potatoes while he gave me a look that screamed, Are you seriously not going to share? I stab the last two pieces with my fork and then raise it to his lips. “Would you like a bite?”
His eyes become hooded, and the thickness beneath my ass gives a hard jerk. And I won’t deny that I gyrate just a bit, teasing him further, and the harsh hiss that escapes him is worth it.
The proof of his desire is raw and palpable.
I caused that sound. I made him throb.
For me. Because he wants me.
“Careful, sweetheart.” His voice is deeper, accent more pronounced. “I’m trying to behave, but you’re making it very hard on this hungry chap. Don’t complain after if I bite.”
“And how often do you bite?” I ask, because curiosity is a nagging whore. I’ve thought about it, how often he gets around, and the idea of him with another woman doesn’t sit well with me. And while I’m not a virgin, self-love and a one-time mistake makes me a little self-conscious. “Because I’m squeaky clean and a solo type of gal. Have been for a while.”
“Not as often as you might think, and I’ve had months with the company of my hand.” He shrugs. “This type of life isn’t easy, Aliana. Most women see me as a conquest with a thick wallet.”
“I could care less about your money.”
“I know. It’s one of the things I enjoy about you.”
“That I’m cheap?”
“No.” A bark of laughter escapes him, shakes his shoulders. “It’s how at ease I am with you. There are no pretenses with you.”
“Well, a little nibble never hurt anyone. Just for future reference.” Again, the words spill out before I can stop them.
“You’re trouble, my Venus.”
Every cell in my body vibrates when he calls me that, but this time, the meaning behind it sets my heart into a palpitating cadence I can’t control. Then, there’s the goose bumps and the embarrassing sigh that wants to escape, and almost does when a throat clears, and we both look toward the intruder.
“We’re ready to begin when you are, Mr. Jameson,” Chef Reyes says, staring straight ahead instead, giving us privacy. “Everything has been set out per your wishes, and your aprons are at each station.”
“Cheers.”
When the chef walks away after nodding, I flick my eyes back to Callum who’s busy staring at me. Heat blooms across my cheeks, but I ignore it and raise a brow. “Cheers?”
“It’s a universal answer, love. It can mean just about anything.”
“Good to know.”
“Why?”
“Mind your business, Mr. Jameson. A woman has to have some secrets.” Jumping off his lap, I fix my top a bit and walk inside, his heavy footfalls following close behind. Almost touching. The heat from his body licks at mine. I’m playing with fire. So stupid. “Now, where do you want me?”
He sidles up next to me, his arm brushing against mine. I shiver, and he smirks. “That’s a bloody dangerous question.”
“Am I at the veggie station or the protein?” It comes out a little breathless, and I cross my arms to cover up the way my nipples pebbled—how tight each bud is. “By the way, can I—”
“Vegetables, and yes.” Voice gruff, he leans over and picks up the hoodie he’s brought for me from a little further down the counter. The other people, the chef and now one assistant, are not far from us, waiting. Both males. Undoing the zipper, Callum walks behind me and places the sweater over my shoulders, turning me around to face him so I can slip an arm into each sleeve. Eyes hungry, he looks at each hard tip and then swipes his tongue over his bottom lip. “No one sees those but me.”
“Very possessive of you, don’t you think?”
“You have no idea.” Before I can protest, he dips down and steals a harsh, yet quick kiss before pulling the zipper halfway up. “You look simply mouthwatering in my clothes.”
I laugh at that. Dear God, I’m swimming in his hooded sweatshirt. Looks more like a no-shape dress, almost a winter-style muumuu on me. “I’m sure I look smashing.”
“More than.” Callum stands to his full height and places a hand on my shoulder, turning me around to face the others. “We’re ready to begin.”
