Page 19 of Rhett

“Wow,” I breathe out. “You look beautiful.”

Sofia's cheeks turn pink as she smiles shyly. “Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself. Let me grab my purse.”

I want to follow her inside, but if I do, we won’t be going to dinner. She comes back to me, and I grab her hand. “Shall we?”

She nods, pulling her keys out. I take them and quickly lock it before we head out. Outside, I help her inside my Jeep and then move around to get in the driver’s side. Her light floral scent wraps around me, making my dick twitch in my pants.

We drive to the restaurant, making easy conversation along the way. I take her to a nice Italian place downtown that has great food and a romantic atmosphere. As we're seated at our table, I can't stop staring at Sofia. She looks absolutely radiant tonight.

“This place is lovely,” Sofia says, looking around with wide eyes. “I've never been here before.”

“I'm glad you like it.” I smile. “I wanted to take you somewhere special.”

We order our food and wine, and as we wait, we fall into comfortable conversation. I love how easy it is to talk to Sofia. She tells me more about her work with the preschoolers, her eyes lighting up as she describes their antics. In turn, I share some of the funnier calls we've had at the station recently.

When our food arrives, we both dig in eagerly. Sofia lets out a little moan as she takes a bite of her chicken picatta. “Good?” I ask. She’s turning me on, and she has no idea that she is.

Sofia nods enthusiastically. “So good. Want to try some?” She holds out her fork with a bite of chicken.

I lean forward and accept the offered bite, my eyes locked on hers as I close my lips around her fork. The chicken is delicious, but I'm more focused on the way Sofia's cheeks flush as she watches me.

“Mmm, that is good,” I compliment after swallowing. “But I think I like my view even better.”

Sofia ducks her head, smiling shyly. “You're such a charmer.”

“Only for you,” I reply honestly.

We continue eating and chatting, the conversation flowing easily between us. I love how Sofia's eyes light up when she talks about her kids, and how she listens so intently when I share stories from work.

After we finish our main course, I suggest we split a dessert. The waiter brings our crème brûlée and I swear to God that Sofia licks her lips as she stares at it. Now my dick is hard because I am imagining those lips wrapped around it.

Sofia takes a bite of the crème brûlée and closes her eyes, savoring the taste. When she opens them again, she catches me staring and blushes. “You keep looking at me like that,” she points out softly.

“Like what?” I ask, leaning in closer.

“Like...like you want to devour me,” Sofia whispers, her cheeks flushing deeper, if that’s even possible. I reach across the table and take her hand in mine, stroking my thumb over her knuckles. “Maybe I do,” I confirm, my voice low.

Sofia's breath catches and I can see her pulse quicken in her throat. The air between us feels charged with electricity.

“Would you like to get out of here?” I ask.

She nods wordlessly. I quickly ask for the check and pay, then lead Sofia out of the restaurant with my hand on the small of her back. We’re practically running to the car.

In the car, the tension between us is thick. My place is closer, but I don’t know if she’s cool with that. “Your place or mine?” I ask quickly. God, I hope I don’t scare her off.

“Um… uh… Is your place closer?” Her voice is husky, and my pulse quickens.

I take a slow deep breath, hoping to get myself under control. “Yeah, it is.”

“O-Okay, let’s go there.”

I turn toward my apartment. I’m trying not to speed or drive erratic, but I can’t wait to get her back to my place.

As we drive to my apartment, the tension in the car is palpable. I can feel Sofia's eyes on me and my hands grip the steering wheel tightly. When we pull into my parking spot, I take a deep breath before turning to look at her.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask softly. As much as I want her, I need to know she's ready.

Sofia nods, her blue eyes dark with desire. “I'm sure,” she whispers.

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