Page 15 of His Naughty Waitress
He rolls onto his back and pulls me on top of him. “What I mean, Melissa… is I have this urge right now…to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to New York with me. How crazy does that soundtoyou?”
“The part about going all caveman on me, or the part aboutNewYork?”
He smiles. “Both,” he says, running his hands up my arms. His lips press kisses up from my collarbone to my neck, and he whispers, “Be with me, Melissa. New York. Up at the lodge. At your place. Takeyourpick.”
Ismile.
I was sort of hoping for the samething.
“Well, as Rosa-Beth won’t be home for a few days, how about my place until New Year’s Eve, and after that, we see how thingshappen?”
“I don’t care where,” he tells me. “I’m just not ready to letyougo.”
NeitheramI.
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