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Knox

Watching closely, Bianca’s eyes never left me as I indulged in my first bite. Then she leaned forward and rested a hand on my wrist, pulling it away from my mouth.

“I think I will try it, but you should watch.” She winked. “It is my first time, after all.”

My gut clenched, my mouth suddenly going dry.What is she doing to me?

And why does she have that look of mischief in her eyes?

Something told me I was going to regret this, but I motioned with my hands for her to go ahead, and watched as she brought her lips down on the hot dog.

Eating a hot dog was not sexy.

It wasn’t attractive.

It was not neat and the toppings fell everywhere. The bun fell apart sometimes. You wound up getting the paper stuck to your bottom teeth if you didn’t unwrap it enough.

It was not something you wanted to capture on film and play on repeat.

But this?

Watching Bianca’s mouth open and her lips come around either side of the bun, capturing the hot dog in her mouth as she closed her eyes, I had to look around to remind myself that we were in a public setting. And that picturing Bianca getting down on her knees and taking me in her mouth as well as she was taking that hot dog was not something I should be thinking about right now.

I had to keep those thoughts from racing through my mind or else I was going to have amassiveproblem, one that passersby wouldn’t be able to ignore. But how could I stop them when she threw her head back and moaned as she bit down, taking her sweet time with it? My eyes immediately fell to her neck and then the swell of her breasts that threatened to pop out of the top of her shirt if she moved the wrong way.

Was it bad that I wanted them to pop out? I wanted my mouth to be there when they did, to savor them the way she did that first bite of the hot dog and—

When she was finally done, she licked her lips and brought a napkin to them, gliding it over the top and then the bottom. Oh, what I would give for my tongue to replace that napkin on its conquest to touch every centimeter of her lips—to feel them, taste them.

“Mmm,” she moaned again. “I’m so glad you had me try it. You’re right, it was just the right amount of spicy. It turns out I like a little spice.”

I swallowed. Hard. “Yeah, well, I’m happy you liked it.”

“Oh, yeah. The way it slides down your throat. I can’t get enough of it, honestly.” Placing a hand on my bicep like she did earlier, she looked at me under thick lashes. “Thank you for this experience.”

I cleared my throat as her hand began rubbing down my arm until she finally reached my fingers. I practically jumped back, trying to put some space between us. “I wish I had more time, too, to stay, but”—I raked my free hand through my hair and looked at my watch—“I don’t.”

She frowned, her bottom lip pouting. “Bummer. We’ll just have to do this again sometime.”

I forced a laugh. “Definitely. But not anytime soon. We. . . we wouldn’t want you to get sick of them.” Or for me to combust.

“Doubtful,” she purred.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Knox

So I wason another date with Rina. We’d gone out a few times since the big decision was made—mybig decision—and it wasn’t bad. We kept things casual, neither of us wanting to jump into anything.

And I wasn’t looking to woo her. We already knew each other, we’d dated before, we’d slept together before, there was no mystery between us. Just lost time. This was entirely an exploratory mission for us to see if something could be there again.

There was definitely something easy about Rina. There were no real complications where she was concerned. Our shared history, while it made for no mystery, made it that way. Unfortunately, there was still no real spark for me. Sure, we had a relatively decent time together when we did go out, but that was it.

Perhaps it was because with Rina it always felt like I was being judged. My possible promotion seemed to be very important to her, perhaps too important, certainly more so than it was to me. That was still up in the air, though, because there were several more fashion weeks I was supposed to attend this year, and the deals I’d sign from them were the biggest deciding factors.

Besides that, we didn’t dwell too much on my own life or career as hers always took center stage in our conversations.

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