Page 68 of Fierce-Dane

“Guess dinner is out after,” he said. “And I know it’s late. Tomorrow?”

His on call was last week, he’d had his kids Thursday. He was glad to see her today, but it was hard for them to spend much time together.

He’d like her to come to his house at some point. Maybe stay the night.

But he hadn’t spent the night with her once either and didn’t know how to broach it.

She started later than him and this weekend he’d have the kids.

There would be a way to work around it somehow, he was sure.

What he wasn’t sure about was why he was trying to plan it all out so much when they said spontaneity worked for them.

“I checked my schedule and my last appointment should end around six or so,” she said. “If you want to come get me around six thirty, we can get dinner, but then I need to come back and close. Heather is off tomorrow and Kaitlyn is done at five.”

“You’ll be here alone?” he asked, frowning.

“No,” she said. “Never that. There are always at least two of us here, even if it’s the front desk. But Heather and Kaitlyn are the only two employees I let close. One of them is almost always here later with me, but it fell this way.”

“Got it,” he said. “We can grab dinner and I’ll bring you back. I’d like to cook you dinner sometime. Maybe Sunday afternoon? Would you be interested in staying the night after?”

“I’d like that,” she said. “What time are you bringing the kids back to Mel’s?”

“Nine that morning,” he said.

He liked she was so willing to do this and was glad it was working out even planning something.

“I can come over late morning or so. I’ll come in here and get a few things done and leave for the day. Heather is working.”

He smiled. “Were you hoping this would happen?”

She knew his schedule with the kids at this point. Or could easily figure it out.

“I just knew that you’d be free and I had the spa covered if I wanted to slip out early and we could do something.”

He leaned up on his elbow. “Can I surprise you with plans for the day?”

“I’d like that,” she said. She moved to start on his legs and he lay back down. “I don’t do much. I never really have. I’m open for anything.”

“Then I’ll figure it out,” he said.

“Feel good?” she asked. “You’re still tight. Like you’re tensing all your muscles.”

Because he didn’t want his dick to rise up and join the party and it was damn hard when she was touching him.

“I had a harder workout yesterday.”

She laughed at him. As if she knew he was fibbing.

“Why don’t you turn over and I’ll tackle your back.”

Thank God.

She held the blanket up and he rolled. She shifted the bed and lowered it by his hips a little bit.

“Why did you do that?” he asked. “Though it is more comfortable.”

“Thought you might need the extra room,” she said. “The bed lowers in lots of places. In the chest area for women with large breasts. Hips for people who are a bit boney.”

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