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“Tomorrow? I can arrange childcare for Layla, I’m sure.” I hoped.

Toni tossed her head back and laughed. “I’ll take care of it, handsome. No worries.” She cupped my cheek and leaned in gently until we were chest to chest and brushed her lush lips against mine. “See you tomorrow,” she purred and walked away.

“We still have dinner at home tonight.”

She laughed and waved at me over her shoulder. “I think we could use a little a few hours apart. It’ll make tomorrow even more fun, don’t you think?”

I laughed and watched the swing of her hips as she walked further away from me. “Wear those jeans again, please.”

Toni stopped and turned with a gleam in her eyes. “I’ll think about it.”

I’m in so much fucking trouble, and all I want to do is run headlong into it.

Chapter 20

Toni

Itried on the jeans I wore yesterday one final time and smiled at my reflection in the mirror, because yeah, they made my ass look fantastic and gave my thighs a thick but slim look. But jeans on my first date with Brady? It didn’t feel right.

I needed something hotter. Something sexier. Something that would make him swallow his tongue even before we made it to the meal. My choices were either leather pants which were sure to drive him wild, or a dress which would make me feel sexyandwould drive him wild.

I pulled out the sexy deep green dress I bought a few months ago but hadn’t found an opportunity to wear.

Until tonight.

The dress was sleeveless and velvet, perfect for the transition between daytime warmth and early evening cool. It skimmed my thighs so I decided to leave plenty of skin on display with a pair of strappy black wedges that would give me some height and even more swing in my hips. “Perfect.” I felt sexy and trendy and most of all, I felt like myself.

There was no pretending to be someone else tonight. Brady would get the full unvarnished Toni, and I could only hope he liked what he saw.

I was a little overdressed for where I planned to take him for dinner, but that was all right. One thing my mother and I always agreed on? You could never overdress for any occasion. I touched up my makeup, finishing the look with bright red lips and lash enhancing mascara before I felt I was ready for this date with Brady.

At five minutes before eight he knocked on my bedroom door and I sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly along with my nerves before I answered the door.

“Mr. Winsome, you look hot as hell.”

His lips spread into a sexy, surprised grin. “Oh. Thank you.” His gaze raked over me and heat bloomed between us. “And you look like I’ll be spending the night imagining what you’re wearing underneath that dress.”

My head fell back and I laughed. Feeling naughty, I lifted the skirt of my dress up and gave him a quick glimpse of the black lace thong. “Nothing at all worth wondering about.”

His nostrils flared and he took a step forward.

I stepped back and put my hands up to stop him. “Uh-uh, Brady. We have dinner first.” I laughed again when his shoulders fell in disappointment.

“Right,” he straightened and flashed a tight smile. “Dinner. Where’re we going again?”

“That, my friend, is a surprise. I just hope you brought your appetite.”

His hand landed on my lower back as he pressed his chest to my back, his next words were whispered in my ear. “Oh, my appetite is big and strong, Antonia. I could devour you whole right fucking now.”

My breath hitched and when I looked at Brady over my shoulder, he winked at me. Who was this sexy playful beast and where was my workaholic boss? “Good to know,” I purred. “I’ll hold you to that. Later.”

“You’re kidding. This is where you want to eat tonight?” The look of disbelief on his face was comical.

I bit back a laugh. “What? Were you expecting a fancy steakhouse or seafood restaurant?”

“No,” he said, a little too quickly.

“Liar.” I bumped his shoulder and took his hand, leading him up to the little beachside dive bar that wasn’t really a bar. With a thatched roof and a small building where you could place carryout orders, it wasbarelyan establishment. “This place has, in my opinion, the best tacos in all of Texas. Come on, you’ll see.”

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