Their conversation was interrupted when a tall man with red hair stopped by the table.
“Hey there, Sadie.”
She jumped up and hugged the man who approached. “Eric. This is Dakota Higgins. Dakota, my brother, Eric.”
Dakota stood and held out his hand. Eric hesitated for a minute and then shook it. Eric’s grip was very hard, and Dakota understood that Eric was sending him a message. Grinning, Dakota sat back down.
Eric looked at his sister. “I stopped by your house last night with a couple of six packs. I was hoping to hang out.”
“You should have called. I wasn’t there. I went to the opening of Dakota’s gallery exhibit. Why do you want to hang out with your sister on a Saturday night, anyway?”
“Obviously, you weren’t there. Anthony had a date and I was bored. We hadn’t hung out since I got back.”
The waitress brought their drinks and promised that their food would be served soon.
“We’ll get together soon.”
Eric looked at Dakota, narrowed his eyes, and nodded at Sadie. “Text me.”
He patted his sister on the shoulder and walked away.
Dakota wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t know whether he should say something about the exchange or just let it lie. Luckily, Sean took the time to come over to the table.
“Hi, Sadie. Dakota, I wanted to tell you that I watched your documentary on Mountain Gorillas last night. It was fascinating. I had originally pulled up the show to fall asleep to, not realizing that it was one of yours. It was so interesting that I was wide awake through the entire film.”
“I’m glad you liked it. Next time I come in I’ll bring you a signed copy of my book about the animal.”
“That would be terrific.” Dakota could tell that Sean’s enthusiasm was real.
Just then, the waitress delivered their food. “Enjoy your meal.”
Sadie picked up her cheeseburger and grinned at him. “You’re a living legend around here.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I guess I am pretty awesome, aren’t I?”
“And oh, so humble.”
After the meal he took her home, reluctant to part company with her. He walked her to her door and hugged her tightly. She looked up at him, put her hand on the back of his head, pulling it down toward her. She pressed her lips against his. The kiss was passionate and he almost asked to come in.
“Thanks for a great weekend.” She touched his face gently and then disappeared inside her house.
He walked back to his truck feeling lonely for the first time in his life.
11
Sadie
Sadie shut the door and leaned against it, trying hard not to open it back up and ask Dakota to spend the night with her. She wanted to be held in his arms and to feel their bodies pressed together. The familiar aching need between her legs wanted him as much as her heart did. The only thing that stopped her was that he might have had enough of her company for the weekend. Dakota was a loner and not used to constantly being with someone else. He might need to decompress.
Sadie unpacked her bag for the weekend, trying to decide whether the black dress needed to be sent to the dry cleaner or if it was okay for one more occasion. It still looked and smelled fresh, so she hung it in the closet.
The hot shower was so inviting. As she stood beneath the cascading hot water, she thought about Dakota’s hands roaming over her body, exploring her. Sadie could feel his mouth on hers and on her body.
Her fingers found the hard pebble and hot wet entrance of her womanhood. She was still a little sore from the night before, but she closed her eyes and imagined that Dakota was standingin the shower with her. She lightly rubbed her clit and pushed a couple of fingers inside of her, moving them in and out of her aching tunnel. Sadie could feel his lips on hers as he made love to her mouth with his.
It didn’t take long for the bolts of electricity to course through her body and she orgasmed into her own hand, wishing with all her heart that Dakota was with her. She quickly washed herself and got out of the shower.
The cool air made goosebumps appear all over her body as she quickly dried off. She grabbed some panties and a large T-shirt. Sadie lay in her comfortable bed, reveling in the soft, cool sheets. She picked up a paranormal mystery book she had started reading a couple days ago and tried to focus on the words.