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He replied almost immediately, "Sweetdreams, Love."

The perfect ending to the perfect night.

CHAPTER SEVEN

My back ached throughout the day. Bending over in my chair to look at and work on patients’ teeth was dreadful. Somehow, I managed to smile through it all. All ten patients.

Jacob and I had texted off and on while I was at work. The conversations were small talk, but it put a smile on my face. It was nice to have someone ask about my day. Nice to have someone tell me how much they were looking forward to seeing me again.

After work, I headed to my favorite local coffee shop and ordered two hot white chocolate mochas. Then I very slowly and carefully made my way to Jacob’s office. All I needed was to fall again.

Nerves rocketed through me with each step I took. I didn’t want him to think I was some crazy chick for bringing him coffee uninvited. However, I took a chance.

The door to his office was tricky to open with two coffees in my hand, but I managed. The cold air whipped past me and into the lobby of his office.

“Oh. Gosh,” I gasped when I realized closing the door would be a challenge since it opened outward.

“I’ve got it, sweetheart,” Jacob called out.

He reached around me and grabbed the handle of the door. His warmth and cologne wrapped around me like a blanket.

How can he feel so good without touching me?I wondered as he shut and locked the door. He flipped the open sign to closed.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” he asked smiling. His beautiful cognac-colored eyes were mesmerizing.

“Thought I’d bring you some coffee.” I smiled and held out my offering.

“You, my dear, are a goddess.” He took the coffee from me. “Thank you.”

His lips gently pressed against mine. Before I had the chance to deepen our kiss, he pulled away.

I couldn’t help the sigh of disappointment that left my lips.

“What’s wrong?” He chuckled.

“Nothing,” I shrugged.

Jacob wrapped an arm around my waist then pulled me against him. He lowered his head down towards me. My heart fluttered with anticipation.

“May I kiss you, Love?” he asked huskily.

“Please do,” I whispered.

Jacob captured my mouth with his. His tongue glided between my lips. It wasn’t long until my own tongue was exploring his mouth. He tasted like peppermint and chocolate. A delicious combination.

The urge to feel his skin against mine flared. With my free hand, I held the side of his face.

“So beautiful,” he moaned against my lips, breaking the kiss. His forehead rested on mine. My hand remained on his cheek.

“Thank you,” I managed to say. My breath was still taken from our kiss.

“Want to come in my office? We can drink coffee and talk while I go over some charts.”

“I don’t want to disturb you.”

He lifted his head away from mine.

“You wouldn’t be disturbing me,” he smiled. “I’d like your company, if you don’t have any plans already.”

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