He kept chewing, really enjoying it.
“What’s wrong? Are you choking?” He was ready to pound her on the back.
“Oh man. The cayenne just hit me. It might have been too much.”
He kept eating though. “No way. It’s just right. Just like you.”
She coughed harder. “What?” she squeaked out.
“Nothing,” he said and went back to eating, wishing maybe he hadn’t said what he had. Not if she was going to react like that.
“This feels awkward and I don’t want it to,” she said when they were done with their dessert and sipping their coffee. “Why is that? We were fine in the restaurant.”
“And we are good now. Don’t make it awkward. Though, I should probably go home soon. You’ve got to work tomorrow too.”
He stood up and pulled her into his arms, his lips to hers. His hands on her back tugging her closer against the bulge in his jeans. He didn’t want that reaction but once his mouth landed on hers, there was no controlling it.
Or the fact that she was rubbing against him, whether or not she realized it.
“I do have to work,” she said weakly when he pulled his mouth from hers.
He let her go and stepped back. “I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Huh?”
He smirked. “We’re starting over.”
“And that means no sex?”
“That’s exactly what it means,” he said, grabbing the remaining four cupcakes and walking toward the door.
Damn, it felt good to get that last word in this time.
“Indefinitely?” she asked.
“For the foreseeable future,” he said, then kissed her one more time with enough heat to make her think the foreseeable future was ending in five seconds. Yet he walked her to the door.
19
GREAT PERSON
The next morning, Molly rolled out of bed feeling more sexually frustrated than she had in her life.
And she needed someone to talk to about it.
So she did something she’d said she wasn’t going to do just yet, and she called Erika knowing that Mike was gone for the day.
She’d at least waited until she was showered and dressed, her stuff all packed for work for the day, and knew Erika might be making breakfast for the kids.
“Morning, sis. Are you going to tell me you went on a date or something?”
Her jaw dropped. “How did you know?”
“I was hoping,” Erika said. “You haven’t said much to me. I’m kind of sad about it, but I know there is more going on.”
“Did Ruby tell you?”
“No. I haven’t talked to Ruby in a few days.”