Page 14 of Do Me
“What kind of a proposal?” She licked chocolate off the spoon.
Braxton’s body reacted with lightning speed. What made it even more arousing was that the act had been done innocently. For a moment, he lost his train of thought. “How about for our next date, I cook dinner and you make dessert? We can do it at my place.”
A smile blossomed on her beautiful face and she pointed her spoon his way. “You’ve got yourself a deal. Just let me know when.”
“Next Saturday. That’ll give us time without having to rush. If you text me the list of ingredients for whatever dessert you’re going to make, I’ll pick them up when I go to the grocery store.”
“You’re going to allow me to cook in your kitchen?”
“Sure, why not? Or is this another one of those things guys don’t do again?”
“I’m afraid so,” she answered with a chuckle. “House or condo?”
“Townhouse.”
“How many bedrooms?”
“A couple more than yours.” Braxton didn’t think she’d react the same, but every time he told a woman that he lived in a two-story home with four bedrooms, four baths, and over three thousand square feet of space, she started planning how fast she could move in, saying, “that’s too much space for just one person.” He’d rather Londyn see it for herself. “Is it a date?”
“Yes, but I’ll pick up the ingredients myself because I don’t know what I’m going to make yet.”
“Okay. We can make a day of it. I’ll pick you up at three.”
“Works for me.”
He polished off the remainder of his dessert, and they talked for another two hours. It was nearly midnight when he reluctantly stood. Braxton wanted to talk to her all night. He loved the sound of her voice. It was soft, comforting and perfect for the career she’d chosen. “I should get going.” He picked up their bowls and carried them into the kitchen.
“Just place them in the sink. I’ll rinse them and put them in the dishwasher later.”
She leaned against the wall in the sexiest pose he’d seen in quite some time: arms folded, one leg crossed, exposing a firm thigh, and head tilted to one side with her hair partially covering her face. Braxton took her hand and walked toward the front. She handed him his suitcoat and he slipped his arms into the sleeves. “Thank you for your company this evening, Londyn. I really enjoyed myself.”
Londyn placed a hand on his arm. “Thankyou, and I did, too. I’m looking forward to next week.”
He had told himself he would go slow, just a kiss on the cheek and leave, but when he saw her doing that lip nibbling thing he lost all reason. He wanted to taste her lips, soothe that spot himself. Sliding his arm around her waist, he drew her closer. “May I kiss you goodnight?”
“Yes,” she whispered at the same time his head descended.
Braxton was supposed to kiss her, not devour her like he’d done the brownie sundae, but he couldn’t help it. As soon as their lips connected, he was lost. His tongue stroked hers and delved deeper to claim every area of her mouth. The lingering sweetness from their dessert only heightened the pleasure. He eased back, gifting her with butterfly kisses along her jaw, then lifted his head. “Sleep well.”At least one of us will, he told himself as he made his way to his car.
* * *
Friday morning, Braxton arrived at the wellness center with the engineer, Gayle Ross, ten minutes before their scheduled appointment. While waiting, Gayle showed him the latest pictures of her six-year-old daughter.
“I can’t believe how much she’s grown. The last time I saw her, she was still in diapers.”
Gayle laughed. “Those days are long gone, thank goodness.”
Their conversation ended when Shawn and Londyn entered. He’d never had a problem keeping his professional face on, but today it was all he could do not to haul Londyn into his arms and kiss her like he’d been fantasizing since he’d walked out of her condo a week ago. He rose to his feet to greet them. “Dr. Ingram and Dr. Grant, I’d like to introduce you to Gayle Ross. She’ll be the engineer installing your network.” A round of greetings ensued. “Let’s get started.” Braxton detailed his design, answered questions and made changes based on their responses. Gayle then shared her timeline for the installation, estimating a week to ensure the system was working properly. Braxton finished by saying, “We’ll schedule monthly maintenance, but will be available for any concerns or problems.”
“Sounds good,” Shawn said. “Ms. Ross, would you be able to work out a schedule with each of the staff, so we can have minimal interruptions in seeing our patients? You can speak with our assistant.”
“Of course. If she’s not busy, we can talk as soon as we’re done here.”
“Thank you.” Braxton fixed his gaze on Londyn. “Do you have anything you want to add?”
“I think we’ve covered everything.”
He noticed Londyn did her best not to look his way when she answered. The one time he caught her staring during the meeting, she turned away quickly. He smiled inwardly.
