Page 66 of Til Death
He chuckled lowly and stroked his goatee. “Well, you succeeded so far. It’s barely been a day and I feel at ease. It just makes me think maybe I need to take leisurely trips more frequently. I don’t remember the last time I wasn’t on a plane for something that had to do with business. These past five years have been all work for me.”
“I couldn’t agree more! Being all work and no play all the time is no fun.” I tucked my bottom lip inside my mouth. “I’ve been thinking maybe we could go to Greece for a late anniversary celebration.”
The statement was bold, but because I was never one to hold back, I decided to check the temperature of our relationship as subtly as I could without ruining the mood.
Silently, his eyes bounced around my face. I held my breath while my heart pounded behind my breasts. I’d never feltunsettled or shaken by another person, especially a guy, but with Yosiah, I couldn’t help it. In the beginning I used to joke about it being love at first sight, but now I wassurethat was what it was. My attraction to Yosiah had grown over the years, physically and now my heart and brain were catching up. Since this is technically the first time I’d been in a serious relationship, I’d handled it like all of my previous ones. Yosiah wasn’t against showing me I was going about everything wrong. I wasn’t sure how, but I was determined to win his heart. Losing was something I wasn’t familiar with.
“Greece, huh?” He stroked his goatee again. “I’ve never been there.”
“It’s beautiful in the summer. I can call my travel agent and get it booked when we get back home.”
His tongue swiped across his lips and he squeezed my thigh, sending bolts of electricity to my center. “Blue Shield’s expansion is launching soon, so I more than likely won’t be able to take a trip anytime soon.”
That put a slight damper on my mood. I tried not to show it, but I hoped he would agree. “But maybe something closer might work.”
The cloth that separated the room we were in from the rest of the restaurant opened and a man pushing a cart stepped inside, closing the cloth behind himself.
“Good evening!” He nodded at us and stopped in front of the grill. “My name is Hirue and I’ll be serving you.”
The conversation between us died and the sizzle from the grill getting started filled the silence.
Yosiah didn’t always show his emotions, but he seemed to be in good spirits tonight.
In the middle of Hirue spraying sake into my mouth, I started laughing, causing some to dribble down my chin. Yosiahchortled lowly and reached out, swiping the liquid with his finger. I inhaled sharply when he licked it off his finger.
“Some for the gentleman?” Hirue asked, scrambling the cooking veggies.
Yosiah shook his head. “Nah, I’m good.”
“Aw, come on, you have to try it.”
When he shook his head a second time, I pouted. “Then I guess I’ll have to help you taste it.” Lifting from my seat, I leaned over and pressed my lips against his, opening my mouth. I flicked his lips with my tongue, causing his mouth to open and him to wrap his lips around it.
A soft moan fell into his mouth and my eyes closed as I got lost in the kiss. Yosiah gripped the back of my neck, applying pressure and taking over the kiss. Yosiah was a great kisser and I mourned the wasted years I hadn’t gotten to experience it.
“Ah, to be young again.” Hirue’s words caused Yosiah to slowly look away, but he kept his eyes locked on me. “You two are a beautiful couple.”
“We are, aren’t we?” I said with a smile on my face.
“We get that a lot, huh?” Yosiah smirked.
It made me happy that he was starting to open up to me. The distance that used to be between us seemed to be growing smaller each day. I couldn’t wait for the day when he finally let his guard down with me and became more open with how he felt.
“Damn, that was good,” Yosiah commented, pushing his plate away.
“I don’t know how you were able to finish,” I mentioned, eyeing my half eaten plate then shifting my eyes to Yosiah. I didn’t expect the portions to be as big as they were but I wasn’t complaining.
“Do you want a box to take your food home?” I shook my head.
“I don’t do leftovers.” My face balled up, causing Yosiah to chuckle.
“We’re good. Thanks, man.”
Picking up my wine glass, I finished its sweet contents.
“Do we want dessert tonight?”
I shook my head. “I can’t eat another bite.” I rubbed my stomach.
