Page 21 of What Haunts the Heart
Nerves fluttered through me, making my heartbeat pick up speed. “Yeah. The thought of you leaving again, like last time? It hurts. I want you to be happy, Oakley, and not to toot my own horn or anything, but last I checked? You seem pretty happy when you’re with me.”
He let out a soft laugh, but took my hand in both of his. “Iamhappy when I’m with you. This is going to sound sappy, but you make me feel like anything is possible.” He leaned across the table to kiss me. It was too chaste for my liking, so I grabbed the sides of his head and chased his lips with a little more gusto. I pulled back to find Oakley grinning from ear to ear. “Just like that.”
“How about this?” I dug my keyring out of my back pocket and fiddled with it for a moment. When I handed him the key to my apartment, his eyes grew wide. “I don’t get off for another two hours, so why don’t you go home and relax a little till I come home? And, if you’re lucky, I might even bring dinner.”
“What if I’m hungry for dessert?”
The low growl to his voice had warmth rushing to my nether-regions. I squeezed my thighs together and willed my cock to behave itself. We were at work, for Christ’s sake. No time for boners.
With a smirk, I stood and pecked him on the lips. “I am one-hundred percent on board with this idea. I get off at seven. Be naked when I get there.”
His throaty chuckle did little more than rev my engine. “God, can you get any more perfect?”
I batted my lashes and did a little twirl. “Oh, I can sure try. Seven. Naked. Bye, baby.” I left him sitting at the booth with a goofy smile on his face, and to be completely honest? I’d never felt happier.
