He had no accent, and seemed a bit more like an outdoorsmen than a world traveler. She asked about his family and friends, laughed when he described his brothers and growing up in a large household.
Cami shared the fact that she was alone in the world, although she never told him the whole story. It was too painful to tell him her mother was probably still alive and living with the step-asshole. Quin did get a laugh when she shared with him her experience in the phone sex industry.
“If I had known you were on the other end of the line, I would’ve actually called your number,” Quin teased her and smiled when she turned a deep shade of pink.
When the food arrived, they continued their conversation as they enjoyed the best pasta Cami had ever eaten. Even if she never saw Quin again, she would return here, this place was amazing, and she told the owners so. The couple gushed over Quin and Cami; she still felt like there was something she was missing. The waiters acted as if they were royalty, instead of customers.
They were served coffee and a wonderful Tiramisu dessert. Cami had not had this much fun in such a long time. She was able to forget for a few moments that it was not really a real date. It was supposed to be a business meeting.
“Well, Quin, thank you for the wonderful meal and for approving the lease on the store. I will let you return to your business and we can talk later about the details,” she started and began getting out of the booth.
She heard a growl and stopped. Who the hell made that noise? she thought and then looked around expecting to see a dog had snuck into the restaurant while they were eating. Seeing nothing, she paused, which gave Quin enough time to scoot around and grab her arm making her sit back down, this time closer to him.
She could’ve pulled away, but the intensity of his gaze was enough to make sure she didn’t leave. She felt the sizzle from a connection between them and looked around to see if there were sparks flying.
Quin grinned and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Cami, can we continue this at my place?”
“Uh, I really don’t think it would be wise to mix business with pleasure. In the past, things haven’t gone well when this happened,” she said honestly, but she really wished she could just throw caution to the wind and take what he was offering.
“Please,” he whispered, and then leaned in and gently touched her lips with his.
The kiss was brief, but held a lot of promise. Cami had never felt this kind of connection with anyone. It felt like she was coming home. Then she felt the attraction begin to consume her, her body responded without her even thinking about it. She leaned toward him as if to kiss him again, but he pulled back.
Quin lifted his head and looked into her eyes. At that moment, she would have gone and done anything he asked. She nodded shakily and leaned back in for another quick kiss. The man had lips that could make a girl cry with pleasure. One night, what would it hurt? Besides, she hadn’t had sex in months and was feeling the itch. It wasn’t as if she had men banging down her door. She was short and fat; most men liked tall and beautiful women who ate rabbit food. She, on the other hand, loved to eat and was not afraid to let men know it. Unfortunately, her size made it obvious to anyone looking that she loved to eat.
Cami had long blonde hair and a cute heart shaped face, which is where the appeal ended, she thought. Her boobs were too big and her hips were too wide. This gorgeous Adonis was obviously slumming, but what did she care? He was the thing wet dreams were made of; he was her perfect dream man. Tall and handsome, such kissable lips, she wanted to lean in for another taste but she stopped herself. Maybe he was embarrassed to be too affectionate in public.
Quin pushed her out of the booth, grabbed her hand, and started to rush her out of the restaurant. “The bill,” she said and waited for him to pull out his
Cami shared the fact that she was alone in the world, although she never told him the whole story. It was too painful to tell him her mother was probably still alive and living with the step-asshole. Quin did get a laugh when she shared with him her experience in the phone sex industry.
“If I had known you were on the other end of the line, I would’ve actually called your number,” Quin teased her and smiled when she turned a deep shade of pink.
When the food arrived, they continued their conversation as they enjoyed the best pasta Cami had ever eaten. Even if she never saw Quin again, she would return here, this place was amazing, and she told the owners so. The couple gushed over Quin and Cami; she still felt like there was something she was missing. The waiters acted as if they were royalty, instead of customers.
They were served coffee and a wonderful Tiramisu dessert. Cami had not had this much fun in such a long time. She was able to forget for a few moments that it was not really a real date. It was supposed to be a business meeting.
“Well, Quin, thank you for the wonderful meal and for approving the lease on the store. I will let you return to your business and we can talk later about the details,” she started and began getting out of the booth.
She heard a growl and stopped. Who the hell made that noise? she thought and then looked around expecting to see a dog had snuck into the restaurant while they were eating. Seeing nothing, she paused, which gave Quin enough time to scoot around and grab her arm making her sit back down, this time closer to him.
She could’ve pulled away, but the intensity of his gaze was enough to make sure she didn’t leave. She felt the sizzle from a connection between them and looked around to see if there were sparks flying.
Quin grinned and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Cami, can we continue this at my place?”
“Uh, I really don’t think it would be wise to mix business with pleasure. In the past, things haven’t gone well when this happened,” she said honestly, but she really wished she could just throw caution to the wind and take what he was offering.
“Please,” he whispered, and then leaned in and gently touched her lips with his.
The kiss was brief, but held a lot of promise. Cami had never felt this kind of connection with anyone. It felt like she was coming home. Then she felt the attraction begin to consume her, her body responded without her even thinking about it. She leaned toward him as if to kiss him again, but he pulled back.
Quin lifted his head and looked into her eyes. At that moment, she would have gone and done anything he asked. She nodded shakily and leaned back in for another quick kiss. The man had lips that could make a girl cry with pleasure. One night, what would it hurt? Besides, she hadn’t had sex in months and was feeling the itch. It wasn’t as if she had men banging down her door. She was short and fat; most men liked tall and beautiful women who ate rabbit food. She, on the other hand, loved to eat and was not afraid to let men know it. Unfortunately, her size made it obvious to anyone looking that she loved to eat.
Cami had long blonde hair and a cute heart shaped face, which is where the appeal ended, she thought. Her boobs were too big and her hips were too wide. This gorgeous Adonis was obviously slumming, but what did she care? He was the thing wet dreams were made of; he was her perfect dream man. Tall and handsome, such kissable lips, she wanted to lean in for another taste but she stopped herself. Maybe he was embarrassed to be too affectionate in public.
Quin pushed her out of the booth, grabbed her hand, and started to rush her out of the restaurant. “The bill,” she said and waited for him to pull out his
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