Page 10 of Believing in You

Maybe if he spent a little time with Nyla outside of work, she’d rub off on him. Hell, maybe she’d rub off on him in other ways too. Or maybe she could just rub all over him and…

Whoa. He needed to stop that train of thought. Hadn’t he just admitted to not being good for her? That he wasn’t good for anyone right now?

He needed to remember that because Nyla came across as a forever type of woman.

For the next hour, he helped wipe down tables, clean the bathrooms, and a host of other things. It was good she’d kepthim busy. Otherwise, he probably would’ve spent the whole time staring at her and wondering what it would be like to kiss her.

“Whew!” Nyla said and leaned across the bar, then lifted her head and looked at him.

Harrison’s dick stirred at the way her pretty eyes glimmered. His heart and mind might not be ready to start dating again, but his body was more than ready. He wanted Nyla even if it was a bad idea.

“Thank you for helping me,” she said. “Normally, the tidying up goes faster, but we were short a server tonight and it showed. Things had gotten a little more backed up than I realized. I owe you.”

Harrison shook his head. “You don’t owe me anything. I’m glad I was able to help. So, is that it? Is there anything else you need to do before leaving?”

“Nope, that’s it. Let’s get out of here.”

She disappeared to the back, then returned with her coat, scarf, and huge handbag. She set everything down on a table and started to slip into her heavy coat, but Harrison reached for it.

“Let me,” he said, and held it open for her.

His heart squeezed when she looked up at him and flashed him a sexy smile. “Thank you.” She slid her arms into the sleeves, then turned to him.

In that moment, staring into her eyes, something came over him, and Harrison gently tugged on the front of her coat and pulled her close.

Eyes as wide as saucers stared at him as he gently cupped her face between his hands and brushed her cheeks with the pad of his thumb. Her skin was as soft as he imagined it would be, and his heart squeezed as she searched his eyes.

So many emotions swirled inside of him—desire, affection, joy, longing, and a desperate yearning to kiss her. What he wasexperiencing in this moment was more powerful than anything he’d felt in a long time.

Question was, should he act on what he wanted more than anything?

Nyla’s gaze bounced between his eyes and his mouth. She wanted what he wanted. So instead of debating with himself, Harrison lowered his head and covered her lips with his. And in that moment, kissing her felt like coming home.

Chapter Six

I’m kissing Harrison.

No, that’s not right. Harrison is kissing me!

Wait. No. We’re kissing each other.

Holy crap!

Nyla’s heart tripped over itself and was beating double time as Harrison slid his arm around her waist and pulled her even closer, deepening their connection. She was snug against his chest. At least as snug as their coats would allow, and he kissed her with so much passion, she moaned.

It wasn’t just any kiss. It was one of those toe-curling, blow-your-mind, I-only-want-you, type of kisses. And she was totally here for it.

His lips, soft and commanding yet gentle, as well as his kissing ability, was everything she imagined. She moved her hands from his waist and slid them up his torso, then fisted the front of his coat within her grasp. A power surge of energy charged through her as their tongues continued tangling, and her body hummed with need.

She hadn’t been kissed in so long, she hadn’t realized how much she missed the connection, the closeness, the tenderness.She couldn’t ever remember being kissed so thoroughly, especially not by John, her ex.

But Harrison?

Nyla could already tell he was in a league of his own when it came to knowing how to treat a woman. If he was as thorough in other areas as he was in kissing, she wanted to experience each one.

“Harrison,” she moaned against his lips. “I…”

Harrison froze for a split second before tearing his mouth from hers, and Nyla could’ve kicked herself. She didn’t even know what she was going to say to him, but if she would’ve kept her big mouth shut, she could still be enjoying their lip-lock.

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