laughed. "So, you've been a jealous fool all your life."
"I don't share." His eyes were tender, but he was making a very clear point.
"Good. Neither do I." I shifted in my chair. "Okay, you have some explaining to do, don't you?"
He scrunched his face and nodded.
"Uh-oh," I said, smiling.
He really did look tortured, but if it was possible, it was cute at the same time.
Straightening up, he nervously said, "I'm man enough to tell you the truth."
With that opening line, my eyes opened wide. I was at war with what I should feel—apprehension—versus what I did feel. I felt at ease.
I had to admit that it was strange listening to this man tell me how he went through my purse, found my address, took me home, changed me, and tucked me in. I'd only known him for about twenty-four hours. Damn those Cosmos! If it had been anyone else, I would've been in an uproar about the violation of my boundaries.
Then again, I had to give him credit. He did try to get my cooperation, but he should've tried harder. How many Cosmos did I drink? Although I had a thing with boundaries and personal space, as he told me what happened, I could tell from the expression on his face and the tone of his voice that he took care of me.
"So, next time, do you want me to try harder to wake you up?" he asked with a smirk.
I smiled at him. "What makes you think there will be a next time?"
"Oh, I don't think there will be," he said.
My stomach dropped.
He winked. "I know there will be."
Knowing I could play his little game, I felt the urge to tease him. I couldn't help myself. I asked, "So, did you cop a feel?"
I didn't know what I wanted his answer to be. Even though I was being playful, I needed to know if he had taken advantage of me. I was all over the place. I wanted him to be different from the other men I'd dated.
His blues eyes looked straight into mine. With all seriousness, he said, "I won't lie to you. I wanted to."
His tone was so damn sexy and commanding that I couldn't help but hold my breath as he spoke.
"But, no, I didn't." He leaned in closer toward me. "Let's just say that you'll remember when I do."
I felt a heat rise within me. Hiding the blush behind my glass, I sipped my diet soda. "Confident, aren't you?" I flirted back.
He looked to the side and then straight back at me and smiled.
I couldn't control the smile that broke across my face. I was doomed to stroke his ego at every turn. Maybe that's not a bad thing .
After we finished eating, he extended his hand to me and we walked out to his car. Liam was a complete gentleman at dinner. I was a little disappointed that our evening was coming to an end. I had a great time with him, and I enjoyed his company. As we approached my front door, I fumbled for my keys. I was nervous. Even though I already knew how his soft lips felt against mine from our kisses before, this actually felt like our first kiss. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I wasn't under the influence of my Cosmos. The truth was that I really wanted to kiss him.
When we were saying our good-byes, he leaned in and pulled me into an embrace. I held on to him for dear life. His arms felt warm and inviting as they wrapped around me. My heart pounded in my chest. He pulled back ever so slightly and tipped up my chin with his hand. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against mine. When his tongue teased my lower lip, I opened my mouth for him.
Then, I became lost in his soft but sensual kiss as tingles coursed through my entire body. I could barely catch my breath as my heart beat feverishly. Every cell of my body was yearning for him. Pulling back, he pressed his forehead against mine. He could've taken me right then and there.
He said, "I want to see you again." He kissed my forehead and hugged me again.
"I'd really like that," I answered, swooning.
I unlocked the door, reluctantly not wanting the evening to end. He waited until I was inside before he made his way to his car. Inside my dark
"I don't share." His eyes were tender, but he was making a very clear point.
"Good. Neither do I." I shifted in my chair. "Okay, you have some explaining to do, don't you?"
He scrunched his face and nodded.
"Uh-oh," I said, smiling.
He really did look tortured, but if it was possible, it was cute at the same time.
Straightening up, he nervously said, "I'm man enough to tell you the truth."
With that opening line, my eyes opened wide. I was at war with what I should feel—apprehension—versus what I did feel. I felt at ease.
I had to admit that it was strange listening to this man tell me how he went through my purse, found my address, took me home, changed me, and tucked me in. I'd only known him for about twenty-four hours. Damn those Cosmos! If it had been anyone else, I would've been in an uproar about the violation of my boundaries.
Then again, I had to give him credit. He did try to get my cooperation, but he should've tried harder. How many Cosmos did I drink? Although I had a thing with boundaries and personal space, as he told me what happened, I could tell from the expression on his face and the tone of his voice that he took care of me.
"So, next time, do you want me to try harder to wake you up?" he asked with a smirk.
I smiled at him. "What makes you think there will be a next time?"
"Oh, I don't think there will be," he said.
My stomach dropped.
He winked. "I know there will be."
Knowing I could play his little game, I felt the urge to tease him. I couldn't help myself. I asked, "So, did you cop a feel?"
I didn't know what I wanted his answer to be. Even though I was being playful, I needed to know if he had taken advantage of me. I was all over the place. I wanted him to be different from the other men I'd dated.
His blues eyes looked straight into mine. With all seriousness, he said, "I won't lie to you. I wanted to."
His tone was so damn sexy and commanding that I couldn't help but hold my breath as he spoke.
"But, no, I didn't." He leaned in closer toward me. "Let's just say that you'll remember when I do."
I felt a heat rise within me. Hiding the blush behind my glass, I sipped my diet soda. "Confident, aren't you?" I flirted back.
He looked to the side and then straight back at me and smiled.
I couldn't control the smile that broke across my face. I was doomed to stroke his ego at every turn. Maybe that's not a bad thing .
After we finished eating, he extended his hand to me and we walked out to his car. Liam was a complete gentleman at dinner. I was a little disappointed that our evening was coming to an end. I had a great time with him, and I enjoyed his company. As we approached my front door, I fumbled for my keys. I was nervous. Even though I already knew how his soft lips felt against mine from our kisses before, this actually felt like our first kiss. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I wasn't under the influence of my Cosmos. The truth was that I really wanted to kiss him.
When we were saying our good-byes, he leaned in and pulled me into an embrace. I held on to him for dear life. His arms felt warm and inviting as they wrapped around me. My heart pounded in my chest. He pulled back ever so slightly and tipped up my chin with his hand. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against mine. When his tongue teased my lower lip, I opened my mouth for him.
Then, I became lost in his soft but sensual kiss as tingles coursed through my entire body. I could barely catch my breath as my heart beat feverishly. Every cell of my body was yearning for him. Pulling back, he pressed his forehead against mine. He could've taken me right then and there.
He said, "I want to see you again." He kissed my forehead and hugged me again.
"I'd really like that," I answered, swooning.
I unlocked the door, reluctantly not wanting the evening to end. He waited until I was inside before he made his way to his car. Inside my dark
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