hot. “Open up.”
“I like when you talk dirty, Sir.”
“I think your mind is in the gutter more than mine is.”
“Probably. Can I blame you?”
I laughed at that. “I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.”
“Alright now, open wide, Cassidy.” I couldn’t hide the humor in my voice as she opened wider than necessary. I placed the tip of the fork in her mouth and watched with hungry eyes as her lips closed around the fork.
“ Mmm, that’s really good. You made that?”
“Gee, thanks.”
“No, that’s not what I meant. The sauce is really good.”
“Thank you. It’s my mom’s recipe.”
“Well I’ll have to ask her for it tomorrow. Now give me more!”
“As you wish.”
About halfway through our meal I removed the blind fold. Once we were done we headed downstairs and I had her sit on the couch. I left the dishes in the sink and then grabbed her gift from under the tree before making my way back over to her.
“What’s that?” She couldn’t hide the excitement from her voice and I couldn’t help but smile.
“It’s your Christmas gift. I’m sorry you’re just now getting it.”
“Well, g rab yours. It’s under the tree. ”
I handed her the box, grabbed my gift and then sat down next to her. “Go ahead and open it.”
“You first.”
“Absolutely not. Ladies first.”
“You may not think me a lady once you open yours.”
What was she talking about? I had a feeling she was up to something and I had to admit, it excited me. I watched as she pulled the paper off the small rectangular box. Her eyes darted to me when she realized that another rectangular jewelry box lay inside. She pulled the lid up and stared at it for a moment. Her hand traced the raven charm I had designed. It was larger than most pendants and would certainly catch peoples’ eyes. It was made of white gold and tiny black diamonds, with the exception of the blue topaz for the eye.
“James…”
“I hope you like it. I had it designed for my Blackbird.”
“It’s beautiful. I can’t believe you did this.” She moved closer as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Thank you. It’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“I think you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.” She pulled back, rolling her eyes at me. “Here, let me help you put it on.” Once it was on she asked how it looked. “It’s perfect.”
“Open yours.”
I grabbed the large box off the table and tore the paper off. She seemed rather nervous as I popped the tape that kept the box shut. When I opened it I was a little surprised to see a blue leather photo album. I recognized the emblem on the cover that belonged to Cole Meadows Photography. I pulled the album out and discarded the box. Flipping open the first page, I was convinced my eyes were playing tricks on me.
“Cassidy?” I was in utter sh ock. When had she found the time?
“Is it okay?”
“I’m speechless.”
I was staring at my Blackbird, wearing a t-shirt of mine, in front of a window. She looked so innocent in that picture. Completely unaware of the beautiful creature she was. Innocence, purity, grace were just a few of the things that radiated from her. It was what caught my eye about her that first night I saw her at the Blue Horse.
“I want the contracts finalized. Yes. Okay. Talk to you tomorrow.” Dan knocked on the office door as he walked in and I put my phone in my pocket. God, I couldn’t stand that dude. Why the hell did I agree to let his band play at my bar? He was nothing but trouble. Then I remembered that I was desperate to get a good band in here. And his band was good, especially the singer, Sam. He alone would bring a crowd of girls in here. And where the girls went, the guys followed.
“Hey man. I was hoping to introduce you to my girlfriend.” I eyed him suspiciously wondering what
“I like when you talk dirty, Sir.”
“I think your mind is in the gutter more than mine is.”
“Probably. Can I blame you?”
I laughed at that. “I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.”
“Alright now, open wide, Cassidy.” I couldn’t hide the humor in my voice as she opened wider than necessary. I placed the tip of the fork in her mouth and watched with hungry eyes as her lips closed around the fork.
“ Mmm, that’s really good. You made that?”
“Gee, thanks.”
“No, that’s not what I meant. The sauce is really good.”
“Thank you. It’s my mom’s recipe.”
“Well I’ll have to ask her for it tomorrow. Now give me more!”
“As you wish.”
About halfway through our meal I removed the blind fold. Once we were done we headed downstairs and I had her sit on the couch. I left the dishes in the sink and then grabbed her gift from under the tree before making my way back over to her.
“What’s that?” She couldn’t hide the excitement from her voice and I couldn’t help but smile.
“It’s your Christmas gift. I’m sorry you’re just now getting it.”
“Well, g rab yours. It’s under the tree. ”
I handed her the box, grabbed my gift and then sat down next to her. “Go ahead and open it.”
“You first.”
“Absolutely not. Ladies first.”
“You may not think me a lady once you open yours.”
What was she talking about? I had a feeling she was up to something and I had to admit, it excited me. I watched as she pulled the paper off the small rectangular box. Her eyes darted to me when she realized that another rectangular jewelry box lay inside. She pulled the lid up and stared at it for a moment. Her hand traced the raven charm I had designed. It was larger than most pendants and would certainly catch peoples’ eyes. It was made of white gold and tiny black diamonds, with the exception of the blue topaz for the eye.
“James…”
“I hope you like it. I had it designed for my Blackbird.”
“It’s beautiful. I can’t believe you did this.” She moved closer as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Thank you. It’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“I think you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.” She pulled back, rolling her eyes at me. “Here, let me help you put it on.” Once it was on she asked how it looked. “It’s perfect.”
“Open yours.”
I grabbed the large box off the table and tore the paper off. She seemed rather nervous as I popped the tape that kept the box shut. When I opened it I was a little surprised to see a blue leather photo album. I recognized the emblem on the cover that belonged to Cole Meadows Photography. I pulled the album out and discarded the box. Flipping open the first page, I was convinced my eyes were playing tricks on me.
“Cassidy?” I was in utter sh ock. When had she found the time?
“Is it okay?”
“I’m speechless.”
I was staring at my Blackbird, wearing a t-shirt of mine, in front of a window. She looked so innocent in that picture. Completely unaware of the beautiful creature she was. Innocence, purity, grace were just a few of the things that radiated from her. It was what caught my eye about her that first night I saw her at the Blue Horse.
“I want the contracts finalized. Yes. Okay. Talk to you tomorrow.” Dan knocked on the office door as he walked in and I put my phone in my pocket. God, I couldn’t stand that dude. Why the hell did I agree to let his band play at my bar? He was nothing but trouble. Then I remembered that I was desperate to get a good band in here. And his band was good, especially the singer, Sam. He alone would bring a crowd of girls in here. And where the girls went, the guys followed.
“Hey man. I was hoping to introduce you to my girlfriend.” I eyed him suspiciously wondering what
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