Page 73 of Completely Captivated
“Delilah is my friend, too.She told me not to give in too easily.She strongly suggested I make you work for it to teach you a lesson.”
“That sneaky, little old lady.”I was shell-shocked.She hoodwinked me into thinking she was only giving me relationship advice.
Christa laughed openly now.“She is that, but she has a heart of gold.She thinks the world of you and tells me every chance she gets.”
We finally looked at each other—really looked at the other—for the first time in a long time.There was still so much I didn’t know about her, and so much she didn’t know about me—the odds felt insurmountable.We hadn’t even delved into the whole family dynamics and how that situation would affect us in the future.
I wrapped my fingers around her hand and lifted it to my lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.“We both still have a lot of soul-searching to do before we make a life-changing decision.As much as I’d love to take your declaration of love as a rock-solid promise we’ll be together, the better course would be for us to take the next few months to get to know each other better.Maybe we can start dating again.
“So, wifey, can I take you out to eat sometime?Maybe to a movie.A romantic walk along the water.A thrilling hike in the park.An adventurous weekend away.”
“I’ll have to ask my husband if he approves of me dating you.”She laced her fingers with mine and squeezed.“But I think he’ll be okay with it.”
“Are you free tomorrow night?There’s something I want to show you.”
“I am, and I’m looking forward to it.Will you text me?And tell me what to wear?”
“Text you what to wear?”
“No.I miss getting text messages from you every day, and I need you tell me what to wear tomorrow night.”
I fucking loved her.With a few simple words, she made me feel invincible again.
“Yes, to both requests.Feel free to reply to my texts at any time of the day or night.”
“Speaking of, why were you out until sunrise?”
“That’s part of what I want to show you.You’ll have to wait until our date.”I winked then kissed her palm, flattened her hand against my face, and inhaled her scent.
“I’m glad you came in today.”She reached across the table and grasped my other hand.That was the first gesture she’d made to touch and connect with me in months.
“So am I.Just so you know, I’m reverting to my previous schedule of daily visits to your establishment.I’ve had enough of making you miss me.”
“You’ve missed me too much to do it any longer is what you’re actually saying.”
“Absofuckinglutely.”
I tugged slightly on her hands, and she eagerly complied and met me halfway across the table for a real kiss.I took it, but it only ignited my desire for her even more.“I’ll still text you later, but there’s something I need to tell you while I’m here.”
“Should I be afraid?I mean, what other secrets could you possibly have?”
I smiled, broadly and deviously.“I’ve missed kissing your lips.”
Her perplexed look amused me.“You just kissed me.But just so you know, I’ve missed kissing your lips, too.”
“I wasn’t talking about the lips on your face.”
There was the bright-red blush I wanted to see.She dropped her face into the crook of her arm since I was still holding firmly on to her hands, and her shoulders bounced from laughter.“I should’ve known there was a catch to that innocent remark.”
“Can I call you between text messages?”I asked, still laughing over her red face.
“Absofuckinglutely,” she replied, mimicking and surprising me.“In fact, you can use FaceTime instead of a regular call.”
I could have been wrong, but I sensed I’d awoken a closet freak who intended to get the best of me.
Challenge accepted.
“Anything you say, my love.”
