Page 22 of So in Love
She trekked across the restaurant to the bar.Jamie looked up as she approached.
She offered a tentative smile.“Hey.Mind if I join you?”
He stared at her for a second before blinking.“Sure.”
She set her plate on the bar and took the stool to his left.“Great.”
“I’m, uh, surprised.I thought you were ignoring me.”
She winced.“Yeah, I sort of was.I’m sorry.”She brushed her hair back from her face.“That was some night.I wasn’t sure what to say.I’m still not.”She felt the heat in her cheeks and wished she hadn’t pushed her hair back.
“It was an incredible night.I know exactly what to say: thank you.”
“Uh, you’re welcome?”She laughed softly.“And thankyou.”
“Actually, what I really wanted to say is, when can we do it again?”He flashed her a wicked smile that curled her toes.
She chuckled, but when she looked into his eyes, she immediately sobered.He was serious.Her body reacted, pulling toward him as if they were magnetized.“Hey, George,” she called to the bartender.“Can I get another cider?”
He waved at her from down the bar where he stood pulling a beer from the tap.“Sure thing, Crystal.”
Feeling a bit nervous, she took another bite of her burger but promptly decided she wasn’t really hungry anymore.
Jamie took the last bite of his burger and pushed his plate a couple of inches away from him.“So you came over here to apologize, or was there something else?”
George brought her cider but didn’t linger since things were busy.She took a sip and scooted her plate away too.“Mostly to apologize.I didn’t want things to be weird.Or weirder anyway.”
“I didn’t think things were weird.Well, until you didn’t respond to my texts.Then I started to worry that I’d screwed up somehow.But that didn’t make sense because we hadn’t talked since the other night when I thought things had been anythingbutweird.Did I miss something?”
Damn, it was hard to sit here this close to him with his spicy, herbal scent and memories of the other night swirling around her.“The other night wasn’t weird.My not responding to your texts maybe created an awkward…thing.I didn’t want that.”She really didn’t.“I was just being a coward.Like I said, it was some night.I don’t usually behave like that.”Flashes of all the things they’d done zipped through her mind, and heat rose up her neck again.
“Me neither.That’s what made it so awesome.”
Okay, this conversation was going nowhere.At least nowhere she wanted it to go.She was supposed to be talking to him about his family, and yet all she could think about was jumping his bones again.
Focus, Crystal.
“I actuallydidcome over to talk to you about something.”She turned on the stool, her hand gripped around her pint glass, and froze.He’d pivoted toward her too, his hazel eyes—with their long, dark, way-too-sexy lashes framing them perfectly—locking on her with laser precision.She’d looked into those eyes the other night as he’d stroked into her, driving her to a mind-melting orgasm.Her breasts felt suddenly heavy, and her core throbbed.
“What did you want to talk about?”he asked, breaking through her lust-addled haze.
“Sex.”
