Page 22 of Daddy's Little Charmer
Christian released a tense breath and pulled her tightly against his chest again.
“Thank you, Baby. You will never regret giving us a chance. I’ll make sure of it.”
He leaned back enough to cup her face in his hands again. He gave her a moment to pull away from him. When she didn’t, he set his mouth on hers and nipped at her bottom lip. When she gasped, he plunged his tongue into her mouth and tasted her.
They both groaned and tried to get as close as they could to each other. The kiss seemed to last forever when Christian tore his lips from hers and then leaned his forehead against hers as they caught their breath.
“I think that answers another question,” he said, his voice rough with desire.
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
“I would say our bodies desire the other, and we’re pretty compatible.”
Harmony grinned and ran her tongue over her lips to taste him.
Christian groaned and leaned toward her again to take her mouth, but froze. His determination to keep things slow and make her comfortable was fading fast, and he knew he had to get them out of there quickly.
“Let’s go before I lose it,” Christian said and then grabbed her hand. “We have a dinner reservation.”
Chapter Nine
Harmony clutched at Christian’s hand and looked around the elegant restaurant. She bit her lip as people turned to look at them.
The place was like something she’d seen in a magazine for the rich and famous. Bright white tablecloths, shiny silverware, and crystal glasses. The seats were deep burgundy and richly padded for comfort.
There was a muted level of conversation with underlying soft music. Artwork and decorative pieces were set randomly around the room on short walls that separated some of the more private tables.
Christian looked down at Harmony as they followed the hostess to a table in the back, where he’d be able to talk to her without distractions.
“What’s wrong, Baby?”
Harmony looked through her lashes at the tables. They passed one table after another.
“Everyone’s staring,” she whispered.
Christian chuckled. “It’s because you’re so damn beautiful.”
Harmony snorted and relaxed, thinking he was teasing her to lighten the mood. She decided to try to ignore the other people as much as she could.
They stopped at a small round table with a vase of beautiful flowers in the middle. Christian pulled out her chair before he moved his toward her and sat.
Christian smiled at the blush that covered Harmony’s face.
The hostess handed them a menu. “Your waitress will be with you shortly.”
Christian nodded, but then immediately coveredHarmony’s hand that lay on the table.
“Stop being so nervous. I promise you, everything’s going to be okay,” he said.
Harmony reached for her glass of water and took a sip. Hell, the water was even expensive-looking, served in a cut-crystal glass and accompanied by a slice of fresh lemon that sat on its edge.
“I’m sorry. I just feel so out of place.”
Christian squeezed her hand before he reached to pinch her chin between his thumb and fingers. The only way he thought to calm her was to tell her a bit about his history. Show her they were not from different worlds. He wouldn’t tell her everything because some of it still embarrassed him too much. Although they had both had to live through periods of poverty in their lives, it wasn’t a lack of working with her family, while he was trash. Women, his mom, and sister, who hadn’t worked a day in their lives and expected the world to take care of them so they could smoke, drink, and watch TV all day, embarrassed him beyond belief. He thought one day soon he’d tell her, but their relationship was just starting, and he wanted to make a good impression.
“You’ll get used to this. I had to.”
Harmony glanced at him. “What do you mean?”
