Page 27 of Tequila & Lace
“Are you sure you didn’t want me to see you naked?” I smirked.
A blush crept up her face. “No, I really forgot my clothes.”
“Are you going to make this a habit?” It didn’t go unnoticed that I was still holding onto her in the middle of our hallway.
She shook her head. “No, I have my first date tonight and I’m nervous.”
“Why are you nervous? It’s the same as D.C. isn’t it?”
She paused for a split second. “I’m sure it is. I just wish it wasn’t tonight. I needed more time to get situated.”
“I know how you feel. I had my first date the day I moved to Vegas.”
“Geez, they don’t waste time.”
“Gotta make that money, gorgeous.”
She bit her bottom lip before responding and I had to fight every urge not to bend down and kiss her. She was naked in my arms and only a few inches from my lips. “Right. Well, I better get to it.” She took a step back and I let go of the towel.
It dropped.
So did my gaze.
She hurried to pull up the towel as words spilled from her mouth. I assumed she sputtered words of embarrassment, but she had nothing to be embarrassed about. I wasn’t listening to anything she was saying because I was focused on her. Her naked body was even better than what I’d imagined it to be. She was toned in all the right places but lean; I could tell she took care of her body. I knew I was going to dream about her until she was mine. Shehadto be mine. The passion between us was there. I could feel it—almost taste it.
I grabbed her wrist lightly before she could retreat to her room, and cupped her face with my free hand. She tried to look down at the floor. “I know we just met, but there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You have a perfect body, Andi.”
Her gaze met mine under hooded lids. “But that’s the thing, we just met.”
“You’ve never slept with one of your clients or had a one-night stand?” Her cognac eyes widened and I had my answer before she spoke. I took a step forward and brushed a strand of her hair out of her eyes. “Listen, gorgeous, I’ve been on plenty of dates with women and when I tell you that you have nothing to be ashamed of, I mean it. You’re fucking perfect. So what if I caught a glimpse of you naked? I hope it’s not the last time.” I cracked a smile, hoping she’d follow my lead. She did and I breathed a sigh of relief. How in the world this shy chick went on dates for a living was beyond me.
“Are you wishing for naked Thursdays?” She laughed.
“Are you referring to the TV showFriends?”
She smirked and stepped out of my grasp. I watched as she walked toward the doorway of her room.
“You really are after my heart, gorgeous.” I clenched my hands over my heart as if I were having a heart attack and backing up toward the kitchen.
She laughed, shaking her head as she closed herself in her room without another word.
I waited as long as I could for Andi to be ready for her date before I had to leave for mine. Not gonna lie, I wanted to see her dressed up. She walked down the hall in a simple dark blue dress and I immediately regretted my decision to wait. I was jealous. Now I knew without a doubt I’d be thinking of her while I was on my date—which was a bad thing.
“Damn!” I said, dragging out the word. “What would you say if I was the one who bought you for the night?”
Her eyes lit up. “Did you?”
“I wish, gorgeous, I fucking wish. Whoever this guy is, he is one lucky motherfucker.”
“I wouldn’t make you pay for it.” She grabbed her purse.
“Is that right?” I motioned for her to follow me to the garage so I could walk her out.
“I guess we’ll see.”
“We will. Oh, and Andi?” She turned to look at me. “Don’t think about me too much on your date.”
She laughed and got into her car. I noticed she always laughed and avoided me when I made references that probably made her uncomfortable. I still thought she was guarding something…
