Page 59 of Wild Pitch
Now I had to meet Denise. Was she flirting with Luc?
Me: What is your relationship with Denise?
Luc: Did you meet her?
Me: No, but her note was a little flirty.
Luc: In person she’s a little handsy. But harmless.
Me: What do you mean handsy?
Luc: She behaves the same way most 75 year old women do with me. They flirt, give extra long hugs, and find plenty of opportunities to pat my ass.
Me: I don’t know how I feel about that.
Luc: You are more than welcome to tell her to keep her hands off your man. But she might stop watching Liam.
Me: OMG. You trade ass pats for pet sitting?
Luc: Never thought of it that way. Hey, I’m pulling up out front. Let’s go right to dinner so I don’t need to park twice.
Me: Out in 2.
I grabbed my belt bag, shut off as many lights as I could, and ran out the front door.
“Hey.” I leaned across the console and kissed Luc. His hand pulled me in to deepen the kiss before I could move away. His tongue swept my mouth; I met his urgency with my own. A flash of arousal sparked, and I wished we had taken time to reconnect before dinner.
“I love your skirt.” Luc’s eyes darted down to my legs, where the mini-skirt I had worn had ridden up. Yeah, that was the reaction I had hoped for. “What’s under it?”
“I’m good at following directions. Nothing.”
“Good girl.”
My face warmed with the compliment as his eyes met mine.
“I missed you,” I said.
“I missed you, too.” After Luc merged into traffic, his hand rested on the console, palm up, an invitation. I placed my hand in his, interlacing our fingers, and sat back.
The Thai restaurant was one of the few places in the city with a dedicated parking lot. Luc eased the Audi into a spot and ran around the car to open my door.
His eyes darted between my legs as I eased out of the car. “Are you trying to get a sneak peak?”
“Maybe. But I’m also blocking you from any prying eyes.”
I flushed at the thought that someone might see us.
“I noticed you like the idea of being watched but said it was amaybetonowhen you filled out the questionnaire. Can you clarify?”
“I like the idea that we could be caught or even watched. However, I would prefer to remain anonymous. My biggest nightmare is that something would get posted on social media, and my dad would see it.”
“Well, since public sex could lead to both our arrests, there are limits to what I would be willing to try, also.”
Luc checked in with the host, and we followed her to a quiet table for two. I glanced at the cocktail menu and giggled as I planned my drink order.
When the waiter returned to offer us drinks, Luc’s eyes bulged out of his head as I requested theThai Me Upspecialty cocktail. Once we had our drinks, we placed our food orders and turned our focus on each other.
“Okay, tell me what you do all day at work. I want to know everything. The good, the bad, even the boring.”
