Page 18 of Always Delightful


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“I’mscandalized.”

“I imagine. Women of different backgrounds, ethnicities, and nationalities.”

“You’veliterallytasted the rainbow.”

He laughed so hard he had to pull me off the dance floor. We huddled in a small alcove. “You realize you shoot my decorum all to hell, don’t you?”

“Naturally. I have none so I prefer those around me to act in a similar fashion. I stand out less and don’t get all the dirty looks.”

“Good strategy. Where was I? Ah, dating. Of all the women in my past, none has affected me physically as strongly as you did from the moment I laid eyes on you. No one, male or female, has ever made me laugh so much.”

I pried for more information. “By affecting youphysically…”

“I’ve been hard since I watched you walk toward the stage.”

“Seriously?” My eyes drifted down and back to his face. “Good thing you kept your jacket on.”

“Why do you think I haven’t taken it off?” He grinned. “As far as I know, I’m a decent boyfriend, a good son, and I do what I can to be an honorable man. I’m picky but honest about it. I knew those relationships were just killing time.”

I blinked. “You don’t think I’m the same?”

Cupping my face in his palms, he said roughly, “Iknowyou’re not, Petra.” He kissed me again and it was a lot more intense with privacy.

Failing to hold back the small moan he inspired made him press me against the wall and increase his efforts.

I slipped my hands under his jacket and ran my palms around to his back.

Against my lips, he groaned, “Yes.”

Then his mouth was occupied with mine and I took the opportunity to explore as much of his body as I could reach. He smelled of sunshine and cloves, a hint of cologne I didn’t recognize but exactly suited him.

It was glorious.

Lifting away, he dragged air into his lungs. The gray of his eyes was darker and his face was flushed.

In my years of sexual activity, a man hadn’t looked at me in a way that communicated so clearly how much he wanted me.

“We’ve had a lot to drink tonight. I want to put something out there but need to be sure how you feel physically.”

Impressed with the character of a man who’d check on such a thing, I murmured, “Buzzed but not obliterated.”

“Come home with me, Petra.”

I thought about the women available at Ava’s wedding. Many of them were single. Most were thinner and some were prettier. I knew two of my sister’s friends who would have slept with Kevin’s brotheratthe wedding.

For the last several hours, Jack’s attention landed andstayedon me. It was his unwavering focus that first made my heart race in my chest.

He pressed a kiss to my forehead, each of my cheeks, the tip of my nose, settling on my lips again. It was a method of gentle persuasion and I’d be lying if I pretended it didn’t work.

The kiss was slow and deep, full of promise. I buried my fingers in his hair, my body pressed tight to his as I reveled in the feel of his hands gripping my hips with subdued strength.

I didn’t sleep around. No seedy one-night stands in this girl’s past. Usually, when I committed to sex, it was with someone I’d known a while.

I’d been with Jack’sbrother, which didn’t feel as weird as I guess it should have.

The fact of the matter was, I’d been celibate too long for the general public’s safety and I waspainfullyattracted to him.

After a long time, he lifted his lips and repeated, “Come home with me, Petra. Say you will.”

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