Standing before me is the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen. Her red hair has more curls to it than I’ve seen on her before and it’s so glossy. Her make up is minimal, which I’m glad about because she really doesn’t need it, but her sexy, red lips make me think of things I shouldn’t when we’re going out to dinner. Her luscious curves are covered with the soft fabric of her light green dress, which has a fitted bodice and a loose skirt that ends above her knee. My mouth waters at the sexy siren.
“Jace?”
“Hmm.” I meet her flushed gaze. “You look,” I clear my throat, “amazing.”
One side of her mouth curves up in a smile. “Thank you…and so do you.” Her hand caresses over the front of my button-down. “You really do.” She steps into me, and I have to catch myself before I haul her the rest of the way into my arms.
Reaching out, I caress up her arms to keep her from coming into contact with my body.
Inhaling, I suggest, “We better get going…before we don’t go anywhere.”
Her flush deepens at my words, causing a chuckle to burst forth. With a quick kiss to her cheek, I step back. “Ready?” I offer my arm.
“I am…Let me just lock up.”
The locks dealt with, Savannah slides her arm through mine as I accompany her to my truck.
Earlier, Ryder had helped me to remove the canopy on the truck so that the cargo area was open for us to lie down and watch the stars…and maybe make out.
On the back seat, I have a warm dinner from her favorite Italian restaurant along with wine, dessert, and sleeping bags.
Although I’d love to spend the night under the stars with her, I’ve no intention of that happening so soon. One reason is because I don’t want to scare her off with how much I want her, and another, well, let’s forget about that for now. I am planning on getting her in my arms though…and, if she’s game, naked.
“What has that smile on your lips?” Savannah interrupts, fingering my button-down. Something tells me she really likes the shirt.
“I’m imagining you in my arms under the stars.” I quickly kiss her on the tip of her nose before helping her into the truck.
Her legs swing into the truck and she crosses them right in front of my face. I pause and fight the longing I have to reach out and touch the silky skin.
Not yet!
Groaning, I shut the door, and slowly walk around to my side. She’s going to have all my good intentions flying out the window with how delicious she looks. She always looks amazing, but knowing that I’m allowed to touch, and to do the things that I’ve been dreaming about with her has given me a permanent erection.
I’m a cop and should have better damn control of my body, but fuck, she looks and smells sexy as hell.
Opening my door, I rearrange my dick and pull myself into the truck.
“You okay?” she asks, her brows drawn together with worry.
I seriously need to chill out.
“I’m good… Nervous,” I admit.
“If it helps…I’m nervous as well. Our first date—we should do a selfie or something,” she suggests, and that takes the nerves away.
Fiddling with her cell, she passes it to me, “Your arms are longer.”
Grinning, I wrap my arm around her and pull her close. I snap a couple of pictures and then for the last one, I kiss her cheek. They come out nice.
“C’mon, before our dinner gets cold.”
“Is that dinner I smell?”
“It is.” I pull out of the drive and head toward my favorite spot to think. It’s my secret and it’s about to become Savannah’s. “I thought we’d have dinner under the stars. I hope you don’t mind.”
“I’m touched, and would love that…so what do I smell? Lasagna?”
I smile. “Yes, along with cheese bread, and tiramisu for dessert.”