Page 8 of Chosen By Love

“Rebecca look at me.”

Slowly, her head rose and her gaze met mine. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

A frown creased her brows as she spoke. “No. Why do—”

“That’s good to know,” I cut her off, feeling elated. Not that I would have let that stop me if she did. As long as she wasn’t married, that made her available. “I don’t have a girlfriend either,” I said.

“I think you have girlfriends,” Rebecca muttered, but then her eyes widened and she slapped a hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry! I had no right to say such a thing. I—”

“You’re right. I had lady associates in the past. That’s not me anymore. I want something real. I’m thirty-seven years old, and it’s time for me to settle down. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Ahh—”

“I want to date you Rebecca. I don’t want there to be any misconception about my meaning. Tell me that you want the same.”

“Oh my God, are you for real?”

“Do you think that I play around with matters of the heart?”

“No,” she shook her head and took a deep gulp from her wine glass. “I’m just surprised. I never thought that my boss would ask to date me. You never acted like you thought of me as anything but your employee.”

“I’m great at masking my feelings inside and outside of the boardroom. Do you want dessert or are you finished eating?”

“I’m stuffed,” Rebecca replied.

“Good. This place has a lounge with a dance floor. Do you want to dance?”

“Yes, that sounds fun.”

I signaled for the waiter, took care of the bill, and gave a generous tip. “Let’s go,” I pushed back from the table and stood. I held out my hand to help Rebecca up from her chair.

“Have a great evening,” the hostess called out to us as we made our way past her and to the connecting Lounge area.

We entered the darkly lit room with flashing multicolored lights throughout.

The dance floor was large and already had a smattering of couples already dancing to the slow music. I slipped my arm around Rebecca and drew her in my arms.

Our bodies meld together in warmth as she places her head against my chest. I inhaled the sweet scent of her perfume. I could get used to having her in my arms, and I could luxuriate in her scent for hours on end.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t think about making love to Rebecca. My head told me to take things slow, but my body urged me to take her and make her mine. It wasn’t like we were strangers. The plus side was we are both grown and single. We wouldn’t be hurting anyone if we did make love.

I pull Rebecca’s body closer to me. My hand touched her softly in circular motions against her back.

How much longer could I stand being this close to her with her sweet tantalizing scent teasing me?

Suddenly, the music changed over into a faster tempo. Rebecca stepped away from me but I tugged her back close to me.

“I like this song, don’t you?” I asked as No Guidance by Chris Brown featuring Drake piped through the surround sound speakers.

“I like it too!” Rebecca grinned as I leaned down to capture her words.

I grinned, took her hand and spun her around with her back plastered to my front. I looped my arm around her waist winding and grinding our bodies to the beat.

Rebecca followed my lead as we moved on one accord.

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Rebecca

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