Page 91 of Love Unforgettable
Chapter 28
Cole
“Did I mention how fantastic you look tonight?” I ask. Her face lights up at the compliment.
“You did not.”
“You look incredible,” I tell her.
“Thank you,” she says. I help her down out of the truck and close the door. I delicately push her against the truck, then lean in and nuzzle her neck so I can smell her. She moans lightly. The noise goes straight to my dick.
“You smell amazing,” I whisper in her ear. “I love the way you moan.” I run the tip of my nose up and down her neck once more, then pull back and place a kiss on her forehead before resting mine against hers. She opens her eyes slowly and lets out a long breath.
“Hi,” she says softly.
“Hey,” I whisper back. “Wanna go inside?”
“Yes and no,” she says.
“Me too.” I straighten and look at her. Her big blue eyes looking back at me. I run my fingers through the hair by her cheek.
So soft.
Her stomach growls. We both laugh.
“I guess I want to go inside after all,” she says. “I haven’t really eaten all day.”
I take her hand in mine and we head inside. The hostess shows us to our seats.
“So, is this why you wanted me to wear cowboy boots?” she asks. “Because we were going to a cowboy themed restaurant?”
“Nope. It’s ‘cause we’re dancin’ after dinner.”
“I’m not sure I can dance in cowboy boots.”
“You can two-step in cowboy boots.”
“I don’t know how to two-step.”
“I’ll teach you. It’s easy. Only two-steps,” I laugh. “It’s all about shufflin’.”
“Shuffling?”
“Yep.”
The server comes to take our drink order.
“I’ll take a Jack and Coke,” Lexie says surprising me. I raise my eyebrows at her. “When in Rome,” she says as she shrugs her shoulders.
“Same,” I say. When the server leaves, I turn to Lexie. “I expected you’d get wine. Didn’t you tell me it was sacrilege in California to order a steak with anything else?”
“It is. But I may not order a steak.”
“How can you come to a steakhouse and not get a steak?”
“I’m not sure yet. I’ll let you know if it happens.”
We look at the menu. I decide on a cowboy steak with some side veggies, and a baked potato with all the fixings. I’m anxious to see what Lexie orders. I’m not going to say for certain that what a girl orders at a steak house has bearing on whether or not we can be together, but it kind of does. The server comes back. I gesture to Lexie to order first.
