“Yes, well, I went out on a limb and hoped you hadn’t been here yet.”

“But you remembered I said it. Have you been here?”

I shook my head. “I enjoy museums, but I find that they are most enjoyable when I’m with other people. Otherwise, I’m just a weirdo walking around reading.”

“Thank you,” he said. “This… this is going to be fun.”

I grinned and laced my fingers into his. “Good. I agree.”

Chapter 9

Evan

Was it possible to fall in love in one night?

I mean, I always had a thing for Gregory. Always.

Not only was he fucking gorgeous, but he was competent and successful. He was bigger than me, without being too bulky, and while I didn’t necessarily want to be bossed around in the bedroom, I wouldn’t mind if he gave out a few commands. When he looked at me with heat in his gaze, it lit my body on fire.

He was the type of man I always envisioned sharing my lacy underwear with. Those were purchases that were just for me. I didn’t flash them around to just any date. But this was Gregory, and I couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

The entire date had been an eye-opening experience. First the museum, then dinner at a diner that he loved. Not a fancy place where he could show off how rich he was, but a nice normal place where the food was cheap and terrible for you, but it tasted amazing.

Then we got to karaoke. He didn’t get on stage and sing, but he swayed along with the crowd and smiled and laughed with all of us. He drank whatever beer was on tap and ate the peanuts from the bowl in the center of the table. He was just like the rest of us.

“If you don’t take that man home and let him fuck you into the mattress, I’m not going to be your friend anymore,” Sawyer whisper-shouted into my ear while Gregory and I were getting ready to leave.

Based on the smirk on Gregory’s face, it was more of a shout than a whisper.

“Noted,” I said.

We got into the car, and I could finally hear myself think after being in the loud bar for the past few hours.

Gregory started the car but didn’t put it into gear. He turned to look at me. “I told myself I wasn’t going to be too forward for ourfirst date. I wanted to give you time to get to know me outside of work and get used to the idea that you and I could be more than just acquaintances.”

“And now? Has something changed?” I had a feeling it had. I had also told myself I wasn’t going to go home with him, but if he gave me the opening, I was going to take it.

“I don’t want this night to end,” he said.

“Then don’t let it,” I said.

Gregory smiled and nodded, then put the car into gear. He headed toward his home.

As soon as the door clicked closed, I couldn’t contain myself. I launched myself at Gregory and planted my lips on his. He moaned against my mouth and his hands went to my hips to steady me.

Gregory’s mouth left mine, and he trailed hot kisses down my neck, latching on to my skin and sucking hard enough that I may have bruises the next day. I didn’t care. I wanted his marks on me.

“Tell me you’re wearing some of those sexy panties you had on last weekend.”

I stilled. “How did you know about those?” I asked.

Gregory kept kissing me, his hands roving over my body like I was a prized treasure. “I saw them last weekend when you tried to take off your pants for me. I hoped they were part of a collection. I didn’t mean to look, but I couldn’t stop you.”

I relaxed. “They are part of a collection. A small one. And yes, I am wearing some right now.”

Gregory growled. His hand went to the waistband of my pants. His eyes met mine, searching for permission. “May I?” he asked.

The gruffness in his voice had my cock hardening. His eyes asked permission, but they weren’t pleading.