Page 9 of Falling Over You

His eyes widened. “That’s really cool. I haven’t been there in years.”

“A lot of people are like that. They figure they’ve been once, they don’t really have to go again. What they don’t realize is that we change exhibits constantly. Sure, some stay the same, but we get new stuff all the time.” She was passionate about history and tended to be judgemental when people weren’t as interested as she was.

It was not a good look.

Her rants had ruined more than one date over the years.

It might be a good way to make Theo run for the hills. Then she could have all the dirty thoughts about him she wanted without having to deal with him.

“People are sort of like that with doctors too. They come once and then never come back.”

Well shit, now they had something else in common. First skiing, then living in the same town. This was getting ridiculous. “What kind of doctor are you?”

“A general practitioner. I have a small family practice on the north side of town.” His hair flopped over his eyes as he leaned down to grab tiles from the box.

Her fingers itched desperately to touch it.

Was it getting hot? She had a feeling it had nothing to do with the fire in front of her and instead was from the fire burning inside of her. All due to Theo.

Lifting her cup, she took a sip of her hot chocolate, savoring the delicious taste. Theo stared at her, his dark eyes going even darker.

Was that desire she saw? It couldn’t be, could it?

Lowering her cup, she licked her lips, scooping up a little whipped cream that had landed on her lip.

What sounded like a groan came from Theo as he leaned toward her. “You have a little right here.” He lifted his hand, and swiped his finger across her upper lip, making her insides go wild once again.

Wait, had they even stopped?

Then, he did the most erotic thing. He lifted his finger to his mouth, sucking the whipped cream off with his eyes trained on hers. Heat and desire pooled in her belly. And somewhere slightly lower.

Her body shivered and she was pretty sure one touch to her pussy would have her coming. He might just be the man to make her come during intercourse.

She swallowed her fears and said the thing she’d been thinking since she’d fallen over him outside. “You’re so fucking hot.” As soon as the words were out, she regretted them. But it was too late to take them back.

His eyes never left hers and, in fact, they got even darker, if that was possible. “I could say the same about you.” His voice was deep and seductive and made her press her thighs together to ease some of her discomfort.

She cleared her throat hoping her voice would work when she spoke. “We should play the game.” She reached out, shuffling tiles.

His hand landed on top of hers, stilling her movement. “Is that what you want to do?”

The roughness of his voice had her mesmerized. No, she did not want to play Scrabble when there were so many other fun things they could be doing. But, playing Scrabble was the smart choice. She always made the smart choice.

What if she didn’t? What harm could that cause?

“Eve,” he said her name, and her pussy throbbed. Jesus, his voice, low and deep, might be her new favorite thing.

She bit her lip, and then, without thinking at all, went for it. “I don’t want to play Scrabble.”

His eyes bore into her and the heat she saw there mirrored her own. This man wanted her.

Oh yeah, this was happening.

Christmas was about to come early.

“Then what the fuck are we still doing here?” His words were punctuated by him standing and pulling her up off her chair at the same time, albeit somewhat gently due to the bruising of her ribs.

She almost fell into him but he caught her with his hands on her arms. His touch seared her skin through her clothing, and all she wanted in the world at the moment, was his hands on her naked body.

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