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“I thought we were having dinner here.”

“Change of plans. I’m cashing in on that date you owe me.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, and I think you’re going to enjoy it. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

“I’ll be here.”

Victoria felt a case of nerves surge through her. She had spent most of the day fantasizing about hugging, caressing, and kissing him, thinking about his mouth. It was not like her to let her imagination run wild. She was trying to decide if she liked the way Andrei was making her feel.

The man was full of contradictions. He was kind and sweet when it came to taking care of her, but he also had an edge that she didn’t understand just yet.

When she knew that she couldn’t work anymore, she closed her laptop. She took a nice hot shower in her favorite lavender-scented bath gel, which always had the ability to relax her body and mind. She followed that with some bath oil and perfume.

As she got ready, she felt like a giddy school girl going out for the first time. It had been ages since she last had a date. Her workload had become so heavy that there was very little time for pleasure or fun. She didn’t put herself out there very often. However, this man was very different from others she’d been around. Many men she dated were intimidated by her position as a prosecutor. Others wanted her to go all dominatrix on them. She could never find a balance between her work life and her personal life.

Andrei, however, had gotten under her skin. When he looked at her, she got goose bumps. Her heart rate increased uncontrollably when she thought of him, and her thoughts seemed to always turn sexual in one way or another until she could almost feel him inside of her, pushing inside of her.

As she thought about him and thought about the way he had kissed her like a man possessed, she could feel the wetness returning, warmth spreading between her thighs. Multiple times, she had to shake herself to clear her head and get ready for her date.

She remembered a cute little black dress she had in the back of the closet. It was made of a soft flexible material with an empire waist and a plunging low bust line. With the length coming down to her thighs, it was too short for court, but perfect for a night out or, in this case, in. She finished with a multicolored pattern pashmina, throwing over her arms.

Suddenly the phone rang, and she raced to answer it, pulling her pashmina close.

“Hey!” she said, feeling relaxed and happier than she had any right to be, with her ankle.

“Are you feeling up for going out for my surprise?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, I’m heading back. Pack an overnight bag.”

“An overnight bag? Where are we going?”

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise. Trust me. I’ll make all the arrangements for our weekend date. You need to get out of the house, and I’m the one taking you.”

“I remember agreeing to dinner. Not a weekend date.”

“Have I given you any reason not to trust me?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Good. I’ll be there at six to sweep you away.”

Victoria put the crockpot meal in the refrigerator and then packed her overnight bag. She grabbed all the essentials: her makeup bag, deodorant, her fancy underwear, her perfume, and a couple of extra outfits. She wasn’t sure if she needed a bathing suit or not, so she threw that in her bag along with a towel, too.

After she finished packing, applying her makeup, and fixing her hair, she heard the key rattle as he stuck it in the door and came in.

She went out to meet him, and her heart was pounding and her stomach was a quivering just thinking about the handsome man coming in to take her out on this surprise trip.

He had changed since that morning. He wore a more casual top and pants which emphasized his height and musculature. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle as he took her in.

“Hello, beautiful,” he said. He pulled a bouquet of lilies with baby’s breath from behind his back along with a box of fancy chocolate. “These are for you.”

“Thank you,” she said, taking her gifts.

He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. Before he could pull away, she held onto him a little longer. If she had her way, they would stay right there instead of going out. She wanted to take him to her bedroom.


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