seem to take her eyes off of Ashton.
Nicole knew how she felt. He was drop-dead gorgeous but what made it powerful
and magnetic was that he was oblivious or just didn’t care.
He ordered chicken fajitas, spicy rice, and iced tea. She
settled for a grilled chicken salad and a glass of club soda with lime. Her
stomach was still doing somersaults.
While they waited for their food, the waiter set a small complimentary
basket of warm homemade nachos and salsa on the table. He sipped his drink and
Nicole nibbled on chips while her gaze wandered off to the far off mountains.
The beauty was breathtaking. Sometimes the mountains seem close and then other
times far away.
The silence was calming and peaceful. But thinking of the man who sat across from her caused it to dissipate. He thought she was pregnant. She wouldn’t entertain such nonsense. It wasn’t true. It just couldn’t be. She took a long swallow of the soda water.
She squinted. His Armani jacket fitted his shoulders perfectly. His hair was a longer than he normally wore it, causing him to have a more dangerous and brooding look. It intensified his handsomeness.
Nicole blinked when Ashton took her hand, wrapping his long
fingers around hers. She hadn’t realized the call ended.
“You’re frowning? What are you thinking about?”
She took another sip of the club soda and forced a smile. “Nothing. I was enjoying the weather.”
He leaned in close like a hunter cornering his prey.
The waiter returned with the food, changing the mood. Once
the server left, he picked up his fork and started to eat while she took a
couple of small bites of the salad. She resulted in pushing the lettuce and
chicken around on the plate. After a while, she stopped pretending to eat.
He frowned. “You hardly ate anything”
“I had enough.”
“You have lost weight.”
“I don’t eat when I’m not hungry. Besides missing a meal
won’t hurt, I’m a long way from skinny.”
“You’re perfect.” Ashton pushed his plate to the side and reached for her again, gliding his fingers on the pulse at her wrist. The intimate gesture felt so natural. “I love touching you.” He placed a warm kiss in the palm.
She squirmed in her seat, feeling the flutters again and stimulation
in her core.
“Ashton…”
“Yes.”
He didn’t stop his progression. He placed two of her fingers
in his mouth, his tongue making circular motions around the tips before
releasing them.
“Uh…What are you doing?”
Ashton’s eyes captured hers. His tongue ran slowly over his lips. “Raspberry walnut?”
Mesmerized, she tried to remember what they were talking about. “Uh?”
“Your greens were pre-mixed with raspberry walnut dressing.”
“Ah…yes, I believe they were.”
A tilt to his lips created a tiny smile and Nicole caught her breath at its brightness. A smile wasn’t usually associated with Ashton’s face. Of course he threw out smirks and half grins in degrees but smiling always seemed alien when it came to him.
“You like?” he said, continuing his assault.”
She pulled her hand from his. “No.”
“Liar.”
A genuine smile crossed his face now, causing his blue eyes to light up.
She returned the smile, shaking her head at his arrogance.
“You’re so full of yourself.”
“Really?” He signaled their waiter but the hostess arrived instead. She handed him the check, but leaned very close to Ashton’s chair while he scanned the bill. Nicole frowned at the blatant unprofessional stance.
“That will be all,” Nicole said in a frosty tone.
The blonde floozy blushed and walked away.
Standing, Ashton pulled cash from his wallet and laid a few
bills on top of the check. He assisted from her seat.
When they got to the car, he opened her door but she didn’t get in. “Are you going to say something?” Nicole said, furious at his nonchalant attitude.
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t need to. You were jealous.”
Nicole sputtered, “I wasn’t
Nicole knew how she felt. He was drop-dead gorgeous but what made it powerful
and magnetic was that he was oblivious or just didn’t care.
He ordered chicken fajitas, spicy rice, and iced tea. She
settled for a grilled chicken salad and a glass of club soda with lime. Her
stomach was still doing somersaults.
While they waited for their food, the waiter set a small complimentary
basket of warm homemade nachos and salsa on the table. He sipped his drink and
Nicole nibbled on chips while her gaze wandered off to the far off mountains.
The beauty was breathtaking. Sometimes the mountains seem close and then other
times far away.
The silence was calming and peaceful. But thinking of the man who sat across from her caused it to dissipate. He thought she was pregnant. She wouldn’t entertain such nonsense. It wasn’t true. It just couldn’t be. She took a long swallow of the soda water.
She squinted. His Armani jacket fitted his shoulders perfectly. His hair was a longer than he normally wore it, causing him to have a more dangerous and brooding look. It intensified his handsomeness.
Nicole blinked when Ashton took her hand, wrapping his long
fingers around hers. She hadn’t realized the call ended.
“You’re frowning? What are you thinking about?”
She took another sip of the club soda and forced a smile. “Nothing. I was enjoying the weather.”
He leaned in close like a hunter cornering his prey.
The waiter returned with the food, changing the mood. Once
the server left, he picked up his fork and started to eat while she took a
couple of small bites of the salad. She resulted in pushing the lettuce and
chicken around on the plate. After a while, she stopped pretending to eat.
He frowned. “You hardly ate anything”
“I had enough.”
“You have lost weight.”
“I don’t eat when I’m not hungry. Besides missing a meal
won’t hurt, I’m a long way from skinny.”
“You’re perfect.” Ashton pushed his plate to the side and reached for her again, gliding his fingers on the pulse at her wrist. The intimate gesture felt so natural. “I love touching you.” He placed a warm kiss in the palm.
She squirmed in her seat, feeling the flutters again and stimulation
in her core.
“Ashton…”
“Yes.”
He didn’t stop his progression. He placed two of her fingers
in his mouth, his tongue making circular motions around the tips before
releasing them.
“Uh…What are you doing?”
Ashton’s eyes captured hers. His tongue ran slowly over his lips. “Raspberry walnut?”
Mesmerized, she tried to remember what they were talking about. “Uh?”
“Your greens were pre-mixed with raspberry walnut dressing.”
“Ah…yes, I believe they were.”
A tilt to his lips created a tiny smile and Nicole caught her breath at its brightness. A smile wasn’t usually associated with Ashton’s face. Of course he threw out smirks and half grins in degrees but smiling always seemed alien when it came to him.
“You like?” he said, continuing his assault.”
She pulled her hand from his. “No.”
“Liar.”
A genuine smile crossed his face now, causing his blue eyes to light up.
She returned the smile, shaking her head at his arrogance.
“You’re so full of yourself.”
“Really?” He signaled their waiter but the hostess arrived instead. She handed him the check, but leaned very close to Ashton’s chair while he scanned the bill. Nicole frowned at the blatant unprofessional stance.
“That will be all,” Nicole said in a frosty tone.
The blonde floozy blushed and walked away.
Standing, Ashton pulled cash from his wallet and laid a few
bills on top of the check. He assisted from her seat.
When they got to the car, he opened her door but she didn’t get in. “Are you going to say something?” Nicole said, furious at his nonchalant attitude.
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t need to. You were jealous.”
Nicole sputtered, “I wasn’t
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