Page 25 of The Cannon
“Let’s go. Where are you taking me?”
Only a frustrated moan sounds as I grab my purse and he follows me to the door.
“Before we go to dinner why don’t you show me your place? Just so we’re on equal footing.”
He doesn’t hate the idea. I can already see the way his mind’s working.
“Just a five-minute stop. No funny business,” I say.
“It’s not really a good idea. Pretty sure I left some briefs on the floor. And there’s other things I’d rather clear away before you come.”
“Come on. I want to see the real you.”
He opens the door and we walk toward the elevator.
“You had time to get your place all perfect looking. I want the same advantage.”
Now I really want to see it. What the heck does he have there? A red room?
“What if I make it worth your while?”
His eyes light up and the corners of his mouth lift.
“What do you have in mind?”
We get inside the elevator and I press the button.
“If you take me to your place, and I get to see every room, I’ll let you get to first base.”
His grin fades.
“I’m already on first base. You’re going to have to do better than that.”
“No you’re not. Kissing is just walking up to the plate.”
“Do tell. I must be using Texas rules.”
“First base is on top of the bra. Second is under the bra. Third is…well, you know the rest.”
In a flash he’s in front of me, and I’m caged between his arms.
“Deal.”
* * *
All the wayhere I had this barely containable urge to touch his crotch. Maybe I’ve caught some sort of bacterial infection, because my genitalia is on fire. If only. I could take antibiotics for that. Whatever’s happening here has nothing to do with nasty bacteria. Although it does have its base in science.
Hormones, his and mine, are mixing in a horny brew.
But beyond the scientific laws of attraction lies the heart of things. I’m wildly attracted to the man. When I’m with him everything looks and feels sharper. The world is turning technicolor. I hadn’t realized it wasn’t like that already.
“This is a new building, right?”
“I think so. My realtor thought it was the best out of the ones we looked at. I don’t really know anything about buying property.”
Interesting.
“I hope you didn’t tell him that.”
