Page 99 of Twisted By Love

“You can doubt all you want, but if you showed up looking like that, I wouldn’t be able to keep my eyes off you.”

“Well, I guess it’s lucky that you don’t have to.”

“I have to pack a few things for CJ, and then we can go.”

I head to my boy’s bedroom and pack things that he’ll need for his overnight. Going through my checklist, I also pack a few bottles, baby food, and two more teething rings. I need to remind myself to tell Lexi to put them in the freezer when I get there.

“Okay, ready to go.”

Chase straps CJ into his stroller for the few block walk we have ahead.

Chapter 18

“If I hadn’t promised to take you out on a date, I would strip you and make love to you right now.”

We got to Chase’s apartment a half-hour ago, and I spent the time watching as he put the finishing touches on his outfit. He’s wearing a light gray suit with a white shirt and a dark gray tie. He looks handsome, and when I kiss his cheek, I inhale the cologne he just applied.

“You’ll have to contain yourself for the evening. Are you going to tell me where we are going?”

“When we get there, you’ll find out.”

“So, you’re not going to tell anything?”

“Nope. Patience is a virtue.”

“Thanks for reminding me, Dr. Pearce.”

“No problem, Miss Stanford.”

I reach up and adjust the knot in his tie. Chase wraps his arms around me, and the heat of his body envelops mine. I’m beginning to feel just as heated by being in his embrace. I push against him, and he chuckles.

“Too much?”

“No. There is plenty of time for that.”

He raises his eyebrows. “I’m shocked. You don’t want me?”

“Chase, get it straight. I always want you, but you promised to take me out.”

“That I did. So, let’s go, my love.”

We ride the elevator to the lobby, and he asks me to wait while he hails a cab. I suspect it’s because he doesn’t want me to hear the address that he’s going to give to the driver. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the male concierge trying not to stare at me. I ignore him.

Chase comes back inside, and the look from the concierge is not missed causing him to glare. He takes my hand and leads me to the cab. I consider where we could be going as it traverses the city.

I ask him this again.

“Don’t worry; you’ll love it.”

He leans over to kiss my neck while also stroking his fingers along the bare skin between my plunging neckline. I shift in my seat as I feel myself getting wet just from his touch. Chase then gently traces the ivory flesh of my partially exposed breasts, which stokes the flame already lit in me.

“I’m not going to be able to eat with you sitting in front of me dressed like this. Fucking you will be the only thought in my mind,” he whispers.

I try to act like I’m not affected by his touch or words by giving him a curt smile. The cab finally pulls up in front of Le Alais, a very expensive and exclusive French restaurant. I’ve heard about this place but have never been here before. I instantly feel underdressed. I should have worn something more conservative; I tell myself. Chase sees the look on my face when he helps me out of the cab.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m dressed inappropriately.”

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