HAWK

Although I was touched that Lila insisted on picking up dinner, it underlined that I hadn't even taken her on a real date yet.

As we ate our dinner, I asked all sorts of questions about her day. It sounded like the office was a nice place, and it was clear Lila loved helping people.

My girl was a sweetheart. Which made me feel even worse for not being more romantic.

Once the food had disappeared, I said, "Baby, you know that you don't have to feed me and entertain me just because I'm in your space. I mean, I’m paying rent, but I know that I was just sort of dropped on you."

Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked down, then up to smile at me. "I like it."

Looking around the loft, I saw that the moon was coming up over the edge of some buildings. Taking her hand, I led her to the window. "I'll have to remember to get you some roses. But at least we have moonlight."

Lila giggled sweetly, reaching up to clasp her hands behind my neck and swaying. Wrapping my arms around her, we began to dance in silence.

"I don't know how to be romantic, but I'm going to try," I said. "You deserve real dates."

Her teeth drifted across her bottom lip. "Actually, I prefer private places to public, usually."

Spinning her gently in a circle, I screwed up the courage to ask. "Baby, are you hiding from someone?" When her eyes tensed, I wished I could swallow the question back down. Then she shook her head.

"I'm sorry," I said quickly. "You're not ready to talk about it. That's fine. I'm so sorry I pried."

Twirling her around, I picked her up and swung her in a circle until she laughed. "We'll have romantic dates at home," I said, setting her back on her feet. "I'm already completely infatuated with you, baby. Saturday at the shop I implied that you're my girlfriend. Is that true now?"

"If you want me," Lila whispered.

My arms tightened around her. "Want you? I've been trying to control myself since the second you first looked at my—"

Her hand clapped over my mouth. I licked her palm, and she snatched her hand back, laughing.

"Bits," I said. "Am I allowed to say that word?"

It was adorable how much she blushed.

"Come on," I drawled, taking her hand and waltzing her around the space in the moonlight. "It was the first one you've seen up close and personal. Of course you want it. Of course you want me to be your first."

Although I was teasing, Lila looked up at me and nodded very seriously.

"Excellent. So, if you're officially my girlfriend now, we should probably conserve water and shower together every morning, don't you think?" She began to laugh, and I spun her around quickly until she gasped.

"Every inch of you should be spotless before you go to work. It's very important that I make sure of these things as the ma– "

Her hand clapped over my mouth again. "Don't you dare say the man of the house." Lila attempted to look stern, failing completely.

As soon as she pulled her hand back, I said, "Okay…as the cock-owner in this relationship?"

Lila’s mouth dropped open and she started laughing so hard her knees buckled. Lifting her in my arms, I asked, "Where would you like to go, my gorgeous little princess?"

She pursed those perfect lips, then whispered, "Your room."

My shaft was already thickening, then it lurched in my jeans. I had assumed that she would want to take things slowly, but I had a feeling I had underestimated my hot new girlfriend's sex drive.

Even though we were just getting started, it felt like she wanted to make up for lost time. That was fine with me.

I hoped that Lila already knew that she had my heart. Now she could take any other part of me she wanted.