sides, waiting, dreading what lie she’d spew. I knew with my entire being that Amber St. James was meant for me. Ludicrous as it might sound after having known one another for such a short time, the facts were there, laid out in black and white on the floor of a yoga studio in Berkeley, California. Each touch shared, each of her gasps, our mouths melding like perfect liquid sunshine. No matter what she said next, I vowed then and there that I’d prove it to her or die trying.
She inhaled sharply and pulled at her elbows where her arms were folded over one another. Like she was trying to hide how affected she was by me, more than her exposed flesh in the flimsy sports bra. I saw her puckered tips, wanted to wrap my mouth against each peak and warm them until graced with a needy sigh. If she’d just let me, I could take her to places she’d never even heard of before.
Amber pursed her lips. “I’m not going to lie to you. Not only is lying a sin, it’s ridiculous. Obviously, I reacted rather…”
“Pleasurably, excitedly, sinfully.”
She glanced to the side, blew out a puff of air, and tapped her foot. “You are determined to make this more than it is, aren’t you?”
I laughed. “No, little bird. I only want you to see exactly what this is. Me and you. Now let’s get to the good part. I want to take you out to dinner. When are you free?”
Her mouth opened and closed, and she shook her head. “You’re not hearing me.”
I smiled, went over to my stuff, and pulled my T-shirt out of my bag and over my head. She watched every movement. Yeah, she’s not affected by me at all . I rolled my eyes. “I am. I’m just not willing to allow you to step away from what is meant to be before we’ve even had a chance to experience it.”
She dropped her hands and slapped the sides of her legs before balling both hands into fists. I couldn’t help but chuckle under the weight of her obvious frustration. What can I say? She was so damned cute. Made me wonder what other layers would peel back the more time we spent together. I sure looked forward to finding out.
“Dash, we cannot date. We are colleagues. It would be a conflict.”
I huffed. “Just because you’re assisting in my class does not make you my colleague. Last I recalled, you were a medical student and going to be a doctor. How does that in any way pose a conflict of interest toward a yoga instructor and author?”
She scrunched up her nose. Yep, cute as a button.
“You’re an author? What have you written?”
Like a dog to a bone. “In order to find out, you’ll have to ask me that question again when we go on our date. Now, I know you have a busy school schedule. Besides my classes here, I’m flexible and can work with your timelines.”
“Um…” She blew out a breath. “I don’t know.”
“What day?”
Amber rolled her head and pressed her hand to the back of her neck. That gesture alone spoke volumes. She was going to try to come up with another excuse.
“Amber…I’m waiting. Don’t make me come over there and coerce it out of you.”
The skin around her eyes tightened as she glared. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I snickered. “Oh, little bird, there are a lot of things I would do that you would find ab-so-lute-ly sinful.”
Her mouth dropped open.
“You’re getting it now. So just answer me, because I’m not going to stop pursuing this. When. Are. You. Free?”
Without a second’s more thought, she spat out her next words on a testy eye roll. “I have class on Monday and a study date on Tuesday, so it will have to be Wednesday.”
This time I grimaced. The green-eyed monster blinked its eyes open and slithered up from the base of my spine to tighten around my chest. Its claws dug into my flesh to the point I had no control over my knee-jerk response.
“Study date?” I growled.
She smirked, grabbed her jacket, and slipped it on. I watched as her breasts arched with the movement. If only I was standing before her.
She inhaled sharply and pulled at her elbows where her arms were folded over one another. Like she was trying to hide how affected she was by me, more than her exposed flesh in the flimsy sports bra. I saw her puckered tips, wanted to wrap my mouth against each peak and warm them until graced with a needy sigh. If she’d just let me, I could take her to places she’d never even heard of before.
Amber pursed her lips. “I’m not going to lie to you. Not only is lying a sin, it’s ridiculous. Obviously, I reacted rather…”
“Pleasurably, excitedly, sinfully.”
She glanced to the side, blew out a puff of air, and tapped her foot. “You are determined to make this more than it is, aren’t you?”
I laughed. “No, little bird. I only want you to see exactly what this is. Me and you. Now let’s get to the good part. I want to take you out to dinner. When are you free?”
Her mouth opened and closed, and she shook her head. “You’re not hearing me.”
I smiled, went over to my stuff, and pulled my T-shirt out of my bag and over my head. She watched every movement. Yeah, she’s not affected by me at all . I rolled my eyes. “I am. I’m just not willing to allow you to step away from what is meant to be before we’ve even had a chance to experience it.”
She dropped her hands and slapped the sides of her legs before balling both hands into fists. I couldn’t help but chuckle under the weight of her obvious frustration. What can I say? She was so damned cute. Made me wonder what other layers would peel back the more time we spent together. I sure looked forward to finding out.
“Dash, we cannot date. We are colleagues. It would be a conflict.”
I huffed. “Just because you’re assisting in my class does not make you my colleague. Last I recalled, you were a medical student and going to be a doctor. How does that in any way pose a conflict of interest toward a yoga instructor and author?”
She scrunched up her nose. Yep, cute as a button.
“You’re an author? What have you written?”
Like a dog to a bone. “In order to find out, you’ll have to ask me that question again when we go on our date. Now, I know you have a busy school schedule. Besides my classes here, I’m flexible and can work with your timelines.”
“Um…” She blew out a breath. “I don’t know.”
“What day?”
Amber rolled her head and pressed her hand to the back of her neck. That gesture alone spoke volumes. She was going to try to come up with another excuse.
“Amber…I’m waiting. Don’t make me come over there and coerce it out of you.”
The skin around her eyes tightened as she glared. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I snickered. “Oh, little bird, there are a lot of things I would do that you would find ab-so-lute-ly sinful.”
Her mouth dropped open.
“You’re getting it now. So just answer me, because I’m not going to stop pursuing this. When. Are. You. Free?”
Without a second’s more thought, she spat out her next words on a testy eye roll. “I have class on Monday and a study date on Tuesday, so it will have to be Wednesday.”
This time I grimaced. The green-eyed monster blinked its eyes open and slithered up from the base of my spine to tighten around my chest. Its claws dug into my flesh to the point I had no control over my knee-jerk response.
“Study date?” I growled.
She smirked, grabbed her jacket, and slipped it on. I watched as her breasts arched with the movement. If only I was standing before her.
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