Page 20 of Seduce

“Driver’s license, please.” She held out her hand.

Damon fished out his license and handed it to her. Tessa flipped it over, then ran it through a card reader machine. She then looked from the license to the computer screen. “You live out of town a ways.” Tessa handed him back his license.

“I do. I like the space.”

“So only two of the books worked?”

“Yes.” He watched her scan them and print out a receipt.

“Now that you have a library card, I’ll request the other book you wanted. It will take a few days to get here.”

“Perfect.” It gave him an excuse to see her again.

“Are you an engineer?”

“I have two engineering degrees, mechanical and industrial.”

“Overachiever.” Tessa smiled at him.

“You could say that.” He put his hand on the desk and leaned forward. “How about lunch?”

“Not today.” There was regret in those brown eyes. “I brown-bagged it so I can make sure I get out of here on time tonight.”

Damon frowned. “Not a hot date, I hope.”

“No.” Tessa leaned back as her co-worker slipped behind the desk.

“Sorry it took me so long; there was a line at the bank. Go take your break.” The younger woman waved them away.

Tessa slipped from the stool she was sitting on, and Damon met her when she exited the desk area. “Walk with me?” he asked. At least they could talk outside a little more privately.

Damon wondered for a split second if his grin betrayed his fantasy as he watched the sway of Tessa’s pert ass. His hands itched with the desire to cup those luscious globes while taking her hard and fast. Once outside, she walked down the steps and took a path off to the left away from the parking area. Damon followed with a grin. She stopped when trees blocked them from the main road.

“To answer your question. No hot date. Since it’s been so long since I was at the club, I need to go through the classes.”

“That makes sense.” It did. He remembered Jordan asking her about who her Dom would be for the classes. She didn’t need a Dom tonight, but next week? That was something they could talk about at dinner. “We’re still on for tomorrow night, right?” His mind started toying with ideas on ways he could crash the class tonight. No, it was better he didn’t. Let Tessa experience the first class on her own. He needed to be patient.

“Yes.” Tessa took a breath. “Thank you for the gift,” she said.

He almost asked what gift and then remembered. “You’re welcome.” He leaned to where he could whisper in her ear. “I can’t wait to use them on you.”

Her skin flushed. “I can’t keep them.”

“Why not?”

“Damon, that’s an expensive gift.”

He laughed. “Not really.” He didn’t mention that, with Colby’s help, he’d learned how to make those restraints himself. Colby, a member of the club, was also a master leatherworker, and he’d helped Damon pick out the right pieces. “They’re a gift, and I want you to have them. This way, when I spend the night at your house, we have them.”

Tessa’s chin rose, and she put her hands on her hips. “Sure of yourself, are you?”

“I am.” He was looking forward to having some fun with Tessa.

“You are so arrogant.”

“I’m confident.”

She shook her head. “I need to get back to work.”

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