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"You're probably right."I nodded."I don't want to talk about him, or even think about him anymore, at least not tonight."I took a deep breath and let it out."Want to go out?"
"What do you have in mind?"He asked.
"I don't care, something nice.I'd love to go dancing but I don't want to stay out that late, plus, I'm pretty sure I can't take music that loud.The last time I tried, I ended up with a killer headache."
"I bet, especially if it was after your first shift."He chuckled.
"The day after."I admitted,
"You're crazy, and damned lucky you didn't hurt yourself worse than a headache."He shook his head in disbelief."What is it about going dancing that you miss?"He wanted to know.
I tilted my head to one side, and rolled my eyes to the ceiling while I thought for a moment."Dressing up, feeling sexy, and cutting loose.Feeling the music and moving with it, without worrying how I look doing so."
"So, how about you go get dressed and I take you out, then we can come back here and dance.While you change I'll push everything out of the way, so there's plenty of room."
I was intrigued."Hmm.Dinner out, then coming back here and dancing with you; and not having to worry about taking things too far in public?"I leered playfully."Sounds outstanding to me."
He looked at the watch on his wrist."It's almost six now," He looked back up at me."can you be ready to go by seven?"
"It'll be close, but if I hurry, I can."
"Then I suggest you go, you're wasting time standing here."
"Thanks."I stretched up and kissed him on the cheek before I turned and left, heading to my apartment to get ready.
Chapter 9
Ihurried up to my apartment and dropped my purse over the inside knob as I closed the door.I started peeling my suit off before I made it into the bedroom.I finished in the shower and went to the closet still wrapped in towels, looking for the items I had in mind.
Pulling the things out, I tossed them onto the bed before dressing.I waited to put my shoes on until after I'd finished my hair and make-up.Taking one last look in the mirror to make sure I hadn't missed anything, I grabbed a small purse and tucked the essentials inside, my PCD, a tube of lipstick, and a few condoms, just in case.
Glancing at the clock, I saw that I was out of time, and headed out the door.I was halfway down the stairs, taking them carefully because of my heals, when I noticed Devon on his way across the courtyard.He was wearing a tight pair of black jeans, a nice button down shirt, and carrying his leather jacket.I stopped, and watched his liquid smoothness.
He must have felt my eyes on him, because he looked up, smiling when he caught sight of me.Even from the distance, I could see heat in his look.I continued down the steps, and met him as he came across the courtyard toward me.
"I grabbed my jacket and was going to ask if you wanted to take the bike."He looked me up and down."But from the leather you're wearing, I think I know what your answer will be."I couldn't argue.I'd worn my leather halter top, it was a deep blood red that brought out the milky tones in my skin and red hues in my hair.I'd paired it with black leather shorts that barely covered my ass, leaving several inches of bare skin between them and the tops of my high healed leather boots that came up to mid-thigh.
"Too much?"I asked impishly.
His eyes dipped again, taking a long look."Not at all, I like it."He smiled."So, what do you say about the bike?Or will the helmet mess up your hair?"
"It'll mess up my hair, but let's do it anyway.It'll be fun."I grinned.
"As much as I love the outfit, you're gonna need a jacket on the bike.Do you have one or should we stop and get my spare?"
"I don't have anything appropriate for riding, so I guess we go with yours."
"We have to pass my place to get to the bike anyway."He motioned for me to take the lead.I passed him and headed for his apartment.I knew he was watching, so I put a little more wiggle into my walk.After several paces, I stopped, looking back at him with one brow raised, asking silently if he was coming.
Realizing he was caught, he quickly caught up with me."I do like that outfit."He grinned, unabashed.
"I'm glad.It's one of my favorites"
"It could easily become one of mine, too."The timbre of his voice had dropped, and I knew his jeans were tighter than they had been moments ago.
We stopped at his apartment, and he quickly went inside to grab a second leather jacket and a pair of helmets.Beside the bike, he set the helmets on the seat and unfolded the coats from over one arm.
"Here, you take this one."He handed me a jacket, and shrugged into the other."I'll wear my old one.I think you'll like that one better, it's not as long, and that's your helmet there."He motioned to the one closest to me.
