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fifteen minutes. Kate asked him to wait in the car for her so that he could take her to the airport for her flight.
After walking Jay to the door of her apartment, she stood back as her companion fitted her key in the lock, opened the door, and threw her garment bag and briefcase onto a nearby sofa. The writer looked back at her friend as she took a step inside. “Can you come in?”
“I’d love to, but the limo is double-parked and your neighbors might not take too kindly to having their street blocked.”
“Yeah,” Jay sighed heavily, “I guess you’re right.”
Hearing the note of dejection in her friend’s voice, and not really wanting their time together to end either, Kate ventured, “Some other time?”
Jay smiled brightly. “You’re on.” Impulsively she leaned forward and, on her tiptoes, gave Kate a sweet kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for everything. You sure know how to show a girl a good time.” Stepping back, she gazed up shyly into her friend’s eyes.
Looking into those emerald green depths, Kate knew she couldn’t just walk away this time. Reaching out, she gently pulled the pretty blonde to her. Still maintaining eye contact, she inclined her head and softly touched her lips to Jay’s. Then she straightened up again, smiling.
“I thought you said there was no kissing on the first date.”
A mischievous gleam appeared in the deep blue eyes. “Number one, those were Fred’s rules; he’s just a teenager, after all. And number two, I wasn’t aware that this counted as an official date. But, if that’s the way you feel...”
“Me and my big mouth,” Jay mumbled under her breath with an aggrieved expression.
Fighting hard to keep the smile off her face, Kate pushed the door open a little wider and took a predatory step forward. Once inside the doorway, she slowly extended her arm and, staring hungrily at the blonde’s mouth, ran her thumb lightly across Jay’s lips. “I happen to think you have a perfect mouth.”
Jay swallowed hard. Her lips parting slightly, she leaned into the touch, her teeth just grazing Kate’s thumb.
The dark-haired woman thought she had never seen anything so sexy.
She dragged her eyes away from Jay’s mouth and up to her eyes, shutting the door behind her with her foot and bending her head in one smooth motion to capture Jay’s mouth in a heart-stopping kiss.
Several long, languorous moments later, Kate pulled back slowly and smiled. “I,” she began, but had to clear her throat before she could go on.
“I hate to kiss and run, but I really do have to get going.” The note of regret in her voice was unmistakable.
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“Mmm,” Jay hummed, her eyes still closed. It took a few more seconds before the words penetrated her happy fog. “Oh.” Her eyes flew open. “Yep. Right.”
As Kate turned to go, her hand on the doorknob, Jay reached out and grasped her forearm, forgetting for a moment about her injuries. “Um, could...could I maybe call you tonight? You know,” she went on in a rush, embarrassed, “just to make sure you got home all right?”
“Absolutely.” Kate grinned.
When Jay didn’t release her arm and began shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, Kate looked at her questioningly.
“Um, I don’t know how to reach you,” she said bashfully.
Pulling out a business card and a pen, Kate wrote her home number and address on the back in bold strokes. “Now you do,” she said, handing over the card.
“Okay then, are you sure it’s all right? I mean, I don’t want to disturb you or anything.”
“Jay,” she laughed, “I’ve been disturbed for years.” With that, Kate opened the door and stepped into the hallway, turning around to wink at her friend before she disappeared.
Closing the door slowly, the sound of the tall woman’s sexy
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fifteen minutes. Kate asked him to wait in the car for her so that he could take her to the airport for her flight.
After walking Jay to the door of her apartment, she stood back as her companion fitted her key in the lock, opened the door, and threw her garment bag and briefcase onto a nearby sofa. The writer looked back at her friend as she took a step inside. “Can you come in?”
“I’d love to, but the limo is double-parked and your neighbors might not take too kindly to having their street blocked.”
“Yeah,” Jay sighed heavily, “I guess you’re right.”
Hearing the note of dejection in her friend’s voice, and not really wanting their time together to end either, Kate ventured, “Some other time?”
Jay smiled brightly. “You’re on.” Impulsively she leaned forward and, on her tiptoes, gave Kate a sweet kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for everything. You sure know how to show a girl a good time.” Stepping back, she gazed up shyly into her friend’s eyes.
Looking into those emerald green depths, Kate knew she couldn’t just walk away this time. Reaching out, she gently pulled the pretty blonde to her. Still maintaining eye contact, she inclined her head and softly touched her lips to Jay’s. Then she straightened up again, smiling.
“I thought you said there was no kissing on the first date.”
A mischievous gleam appeared in the deep blue eyes. “Number one, those were Fred’s rules; he’s just a teenager, after all. And number two, I wasn’t aware that this counted as an official date. But, if that’s the way you feel...”
“Me and my big mouth,” Jay mumbled under her breath with an aggrieved expression.
Fighting hard to keep the smile off her face, Kate pushed the door open a little wider and took a predatory step forward. Once inside the doorway, she slowly extended her arm and, staring hungrily at the blonde’s mouth, ran her thumb lightly across Jay’s lips. “I happen to think you have a perfect mouth.”
Jay swallowed hard. Her lips parting slightly, she leaned into the touch, her teeth just grazing Kate’s thumb.
The dark-haired woman thought she had never seen anything so sexy.
She dragged her eyes away from Jay’s mouth and up to her eyes, shutting the door behind her with her foot and bending her head in one smooth motion to capture Jay’s mouth in a heart-stopping kiss.
Several long, languorous moments later, Kate pulled back slowly and smiled. “I,” she began, but had to clear her throat before she could go on.
“I hate to kiss and run, but I really do have to get going.” The note of regret in her voice was unmistakable.
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“Mmm,” Jay hummed, her eyes still closed. It took a few more seconds before the words penetrated her happy fog. “Oh.” Her eyes flew open. “Yep. Right.”
As Kate turned to go, her hand on the doorknob, Jay reached out and grasped her forearm, forgetting for a moment about her injuries. “Um, could...could I maybe call you tonight? You know,” she went on in a rush, embarrassed, “just to make sure you got home all right?”
“Absolutely.” Kate grinned.
When Jay didn’t release her arm and began shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, Kate looked at her questioningly.
“Um, I don’t know how to reach you,” she said bashfully.
Pulling out a business card and a pen, Kate wrote her home number and address on the back in bold strokes. “Now you do,” she said, handing over the card.
“Okay then, are you sure it’s all right? I mean, I don’t want to disturb you or anything.”
“Jay,” she laughed, “I’ve been disturbed for years.” With that, Kate opened the door and stepped into the hallway, turning around to wink at her friend before she disappeared.
Closing the door slowly, the sound of the tall woman’s sexy
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