Page 10 of Silver Fox's Twin Surprise

"Honestly," she said, smiling, "maybe dating a hot doctor…" The smirk on her lips made me chuckle, and I grinned at her.

"That's fair… So, dating a hot doctor and what? Do you like Denver? Are you planning to stay here or do you have your eyes set somewhere else?" I liked her flirty attitude. It was definitely helping me relax a bit.

"I love Denver, and it's not just because of the hot doctors." She winked at me and continued, "I've always wanted to live here. I grew up in a tiny little village with nothing. I always wanted to be a city girl, but until my mom is no longer with us, I can't move very far. I'd like to travel and see the world, but once I’m settled here, I don't think I'll move away." Rose dipped her breadstick in a cup of marinara and took a bite, and I was already feeling better about this.

"Denver's my home, born and raised. I'll never move away, but I, too, like the idea of traveling. I figure when I retire—hopefully early—I'll have enough energy to see the world. I can't think of anything better to do with my golden years." I smiled at her and picked up a breadstick to munch on.

"Oh, gosh, yes. I mean, I don't necessarily want to wait until I'm old, but there are so many places I want to go. The pyramids, Greece, The Great Wall…" She had a dreamy look in her eye, and I tried not to cringe when she said the word "old". I hoped that wasn’t how she thought of me. I knew my silver hair spoke volumes about my age, but I was by no means old yet.

"I'd love to see places stateside too. I want to go to New York and hear the Philharmonic play. I have a few of their recordings on vinyl." I was really warming up to her, and when she smiled at my comment, I noticed a dimple I hadn't seen. She was so beautiful it was distracting.

"Oh, you like the symphony too? I swear I could sit and listen to symphonic music all day. It's so relaxing and calming. I wasn'treally into orchestra when I was in high school, but I wish my mom had been well off enough to afford lessons for me. I would've loved to learn to play violin." Rose smiled and tilted her head. "It seems like we have a lot in common."

"It does…" I looked up at her and took a deep, relaxing breath. This wasn't as awkward or difficult as I imagined it would be, but maybe that was the company. Rose was putting me at ease, and I appreciated that she and I were clicking so easily.

"What about your hobbies?" I asked, and she snickered.

"Is this Twenty Questions?" Her eyebrows tented in the center, and she popped the last bite of a breadstick into her mouth.

"I'm sorry. I told you it's been a while."

"That's okay… Uh, hobbies… I'm a runner, so I do that a lot. I love coffee shops too, so if you know any great cafés with decent atmosphere, tell me, please. And oh, I love baking. If you stick around me very long, you'll have to up your workout routine or you'll gain a few pounds."

Things were going so smoothly we didn't even notice when dinner hadn't arrived until forty minutes later. As we ate, we chatted about work and how things were going at the hospital. The topic of the hospital updating their policies and changing reporting procedures came up, and I got tense for a while. I was thankful for the waiter distracting us by offering more breadsticks and drinks, and I changed the subject almost immediately.

"So, I was thinking we could go for a drink after we're done eating, if you'd like."

Rose smiled softly and nodded, then she said, "Alright, but I get to pick the spot. My roommate told me about this place I want to check out, and I've been dying to go. She's just too busy. What do you think? Have you heard of the Déjà Vu club?" I'd heard of it and knew it well. The problem was it wasn't my scene at all. I was pushing the age limit for things like that, but her smile and the expression on her face were so hopeful. How could I tell her no?

"I have, and I know right where it is." So there were a few things about her that weren't a perfect match to me. I knew those things would shift and change over time, anyway. All in all, Rose and I got along so well that I knew the small differences wouldn’t matter much, except maybe our age difference, and we still had time to discuss that. This was just the first date.

10

ROSE

The music was loud but the atmosphere was incredible. We walked into the club just after nine, and it was already packed with men and women drinking and dancing. The look on Cole's face showed a bit of apprehension, and as I looked around, I saw why. Everyone in this place was my age or younger. He probably felt a bit out of touch or uncomfortable, but I remembered what Kiki had said about his needing to open up, and I felt like this would bring him back to his dating years.

"Want a drink?" I shouted over the din of music, and his eyes flashed with a touch of desperation as he nodded. I chuckled as I took his hand and dragged him to the bar. It was a bit quieter on this side of the club, making it easier to hear the bartender and place our order. I got a sex on the beach and Cole ordered a light beer, which I rolled my eyes at.

When we had our drinks, we perched on barstools and sipped them as we adjusted to the mood. I faced him, and he sat with his knees outward, eyes scanning the gyrating club with its thumping melody and pulsing lights. He looked really outof place with his tie and stiff demeanor, and I wondered how I could get him to loosen up a little and have fun.

"So, did you used to go clubbing? I mean… when you were dating?" My question came out a bit more awkward than I planned, but Cole looked grateful for the distraction from his surroundings. Women were staring at him, and not in a good way. He was easily fifteen years older than most of the men in this place, but as such a hot silver fox, I felt like I was showing off what a score he was.

"Not really…" He smiled at me, but I could tell he wasn't comfortable here. "But this is okay." He brought his beer to his lips and drank deeply, and I decided it was time to do something bigger to help him relax.

I picked up my drink and downed it, then raised my glass to the bartender and held up two fingers. "Time to have some fun," I told Cole, and I slid off my stool. I wasn't exactly dressed for clubbing, but the little black dress I wore was at least easy to move in.

The music picked up, and I dipped and swayed right there, not even bothering to join those on the dance floor getting their groove on. I found a rhythm and put my entire body into it, and Cole ate it up. His eyes scanned up and down my body, making eye contact now and then, and when I turned my back to him, knowing his eyes were on my ass, I noticed a few women staring at me, so I danced even harder.

When the bartender brought our drinks, I handed one to Cole, who gave me a skeptical expression, and I smirked. "Just drink it. Loosen up a bit… let's have fun," I told him, but I leaned in really close to add, "You won't regret it." As I backed away, Inoticed his Adam's apple bob up and down and felt a rush of attraction sweep down through my body, pooling in my core.

The liquor was already hitting me, making me a bit freer. My inhibitions were vanishing as I downed my second drink and returned to dancing for him. The song changed, changing my rhythm, but not my excitement. The more he stared at me, the riskier I got until I was touching him, petting his chest and playing with his tie. I loosened it and let it hang around his shoulders, then undid the top few buttons of his shirt.

When I let my hand slide down over his groin, I saw a twitch of hunger flit across his face and his hand wrapped around my wrist as he gently set my palm on his thigh. So he wasn't into public displays of affection, but I knew I was getting to him. Just one brush over his lap was enough to feel the bulge there. He was turned on.

So I turned it up again.

Cole finished his beer, and then downed the mixed drink, and I closed in on him. I let his knee slide between my thighs and I ground on his leg, moving my hips in a serpentine motion as I rested both hands on his shoulders. His hands curled around my hips and his eyes looked down at my chest where my dress had crept slightly lower, exposing more of my cleavage.

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