Page 96 of Love Undiscovered
“So, are you in danger with what you do?” I change the subject. “I mean, like, do people shoot at you?”
“Not typically. I trained, for lack of a better word, in homicide. But San Soloman is small enough that here I get a taste of pretty much everything. However, everything doesn’t necessarily mean danger.”
“So, people don’t shoot at you?” I ask, surprised.
“I didn’t say that,” he chuckles. “It just isn’t what normally happens every day. Why, you worried about me, beautiful?”
“I didn’t say that,” I say throwing his words back at him. He smiles at me and I spend a minute getting lost in that smile. It’s a nice feeling.
My phone dings with a text. I look down and see it’s from Kat and make a mental note to look at it later. I know that she’s asking about our date last night anyway. Then I glance at the time and am shocked to see that we’ve been here over an hour.
“Time to go?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say. I’m surprised to realize how disappointed I am.
We stand, he brings our plates and cups back up to the front, then opens the cafe door for me. We get to my car and he takes my keys from my hand and opens my car door for me.
“A girl could get used to all this chivalry,” I say with a grin. “Do you want to follow me around all day and open doors for me?”
“A guy could get used to the view of walking behind you all day.”
I giggle at that. The sound still a foreign one to my ears. I think that Chance is the only man to ever cause me to giggle. Maybe even the only person.
Chance puts one hand on the roof of the car, and the other on the top of the open door, effectively blocking me in where I stand by the car. I put one hand on his chest and stretch up to kiss him.
“Thank you for the coffee and breakfast,” I say against his lips. “That was a great way to start my morning.”
“I can think of much better ways to start the morning. I’d be happy to show you.” He pulls me in for a deeper kiss. I can taste the coffee and pastries with a hint of mint. I moan into his mouth. He grips my ass with one hand and lifts me up slightly, his cock already hard and hitting me in just the right place. I move to wrap my legs around his waist, but my right leg hits the car door. Which is when I remember where I’m at. I drop to my feet and slowly pull my lips from his.
“Forgot where I was for a minute,” I laugh.
“You seem to have that effect on me as well,” he says.
“I’ll talk to you later?” I ask. Hating that my voice sounds almost needy.
“Definitely,” he says. “I’ll call you.”
I get in the car and start it. He shuts my door and then taps one hand on the hood as I pull away. I watch him in my rear-view mirror as I exit the parking lot. I’m amazed that I still enjoy his company. And, that I’ve not yet found a reason to stop seeing him. Well, that could change at any time.
A little less than two weeks and that will change real quickly.
Oh Fuck.
Right.
Because this is a goddamn bet and not reality. Get your head back in the game, Remi.
Louboutins. Louboutins. Louboutins.
