Page 41 of Come Back to Me

“So, last week, when we had my breakfast, it seemed like you were upset when we were talking about what a flirt Teddy is. Then I felt like I interrupted an argument you werehaving later in the day. I want you to know that if he’s making you uncomfortable?—”

“No, it’s fine. He’s not doing anything, and I don’t want to talk about it. It was just a simple disagreement. Everything is okay,” she answers curtly.

“Are you sure?” I ask.

Everything in me is screaming that I’m missing something.

“Yes, I’m sure. Is there anything else or can I go back out now?”

I hesitate for several seconds, then tell her it’s okay to go.

Something is most definitely off there.

As I pullinto my driveway, my body is humming with excitement for my date with Jack tonight. We’re going to a winery on the lake to celebrate my promotion and him acing his captain’s test. He’s expecting an announcement any day now that he will officially be promoted to captain on October first.

It’s already five o’clock and our reservation is for six, so I take a quick shower and then dry my hair, deciding to wear my curls down tonight since I know Jack loves it when I do. Honestly, though, I feel like I could wear dirty sweats and not wash my hair for a week and that man would still tell me I’m sexy.

When my hair is done, I put on a little mascara and lip gloss and then slip into the pretty new sundress I bought as a present to myself for my promotion.

I can’t wait to see Jack. Just as I’m sliding on my wedge heels, the pitter patter of dog paws ascends the stairs to my unit and my excitement grows since I’m also eager to see Bean. He’s been with Jack today so he wasn’t here to greet mewhen I got home. I meet them at the door and my day gets infinitely better.

I kneel and I’m greeted with wagging tails and a few slobbery dog kisses from Bean and Grace, but I don’t mind at all. After all our lovies, Bean and Grace, clearly wiped out from whatever they did with Jack today, walk over and climb into their dog beds to lie down.

When I stand back up, I’m at a loss for words when my eyes land on Jack.

He’s holding a bouquet of my favorite flowers—Gerber daisies—and he’s got a charcoal gray T-shirt on that hugs his chest and arms in the most perfect way. His dark jeans fit him amazingly in all the right places. His wavy hair is slightly messy in a tousled style that’s a toss between “I just finished fucking my girlfriend” and “messy on purpose.” I want to wrap my fingers in his hair and pull his head toward my?—

“Holy fuck, you look stunning,” he says, interrupting my stare-a-thon at my hot-as-hell boyfriend. His smoky gray eyes are piercing as he blatantly looks up and down my body, and I love it. Jack makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world every single time he looks at me.

His eyes darken, and his gaze is so intense. “If we didn’t have to leave like five minutes ago for our reservation, I would lay you out on that dining room table, move your panties to the side and bury my face in your pussy so I could watch you come in that dress,” he says. Between his searing eye contact and his voice that’s smooth as top-shelf whiskey, I’m immediately aroused.

Trying to maintain my composure even though I’m incredibly turned on by his words, I grab my purse off the aforementioned table and walk over to him at the entrance to my apartment. I position myself closer to the door than him, stand on my tiptoes, and kiss him high on his cheek. My lips are near his ear.

“That would be impossible, Jack… I’m not wearing panties.” With that, I turn and take off down the stairs, smirking because I know the effect that will have.

“Sugar…” he rumbles, pulling the door shut and taking the stairs two at a time to make up the head start I got.

I let him catch me at the bottom landing.

“Let me see, baby, please,” he practically begs, pinning my body against the wall with his pelvis, his firm hands on either side of my head.

“One touch. You can touch meonce,so you know I’m telling the truth”—I smirk—“and then you have to wait until we get back home to see again. Deal?”

He growls and moves his hand, but I grab his wrist and stop him. “Do we have a deal, Mr. Donley?”

“Fine, baby, we have a deal. But if you’re going to tease me all night with this, you better be prepared to be thoroughly fucked when we get home. Got it?”

I nod, my bottom lip between my teeth in anticipation.

He slides his hand up my dress and we both moan as he touches my wet, waiting pussy.

JACK

I nearly lose it when I confirm Annie is, in fact, not wearing panties. I can’t stop myself from audibly groaning as I slide my finger along her wet center. When I cup her breast with my other hand and I realize she’s also not wearing a bra, everything in me goes crazy with need.

“Fuck, Annie, are you telling me that the only thing between your body and my hand and mouth is this thin little dress?” I ask. I hold her gaze and circle her left nipple with my index finger.

“Mmhmm.” She smirks, maintaining our eye contact with a sultry stare and biting her lower lip between her teeth.

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