“I always have access to Raiders tickets. Just haven’t taken advantage of it much in the past few years. But with Justin so disappointed over not being able to go last week, I thought that we could take in Sunday’s game ... just the three of us.”

“Oh.” Dominique’s smile faded. “This Sunday.”

“Yes, but you don’t have to worry about a thing. A friend of mine is flying up to the game in his private plane. He invited us to join him. We’ll leave Saturday evening and return Sunday, right after the game. Justin’s going to be so excited ... I can’t wait to tell him!” When he saw that Dominique didn’t share his enthusiasm, his smile faded. “What is it, Nick?”

“Jake, I’d love to go, but with this new development and my job potentially being on the line ... I just can’t. But Justin can,” she hurried on, placing the tickets back in the envelope and sliding it over near Jake’s hand. “You two can go, have a great time, and then fill me in on the details when you come back.”

“This trip wasn’t going to just be about me and Justin, baby. It was going to be about us, and where this attraction we have for each other is going.” He waited for Dominique to respond. She didn’t. “But I see how it is.” Jake placed the envelope back in his pocket and stood. “Your work comes first.”

“That’s not fair!” Dominique came around the table and placed her arms around Jake’s waist. “I care for you, Jake,” she whispered into his chest. “And I want to keep seeing you.” She tilted her head back to see his expression. His expression was unreadable, but he finally placed his arms around her shoulders and hugged her to him. “You feel good.” Dominique tilted her head once again, and placed her lips along Jake’s strong jaw line. “Maybe I can see you later?” No response. “Jake?” she whispered, lifting her head to place her lips against his.

The warmth of her breath was Jake’s undoing. He opened his mouth, forced his tongue into hers and crushed her ample breasts against his hard chest. Dominique moaned, and he slanted his mouth over hers to deepen the kiss, running his hands over the silky fabric of her dress, wanting her out of it, wanting to be inside of her. Dominique felt his arousal and ran her hand along the hardened shaft. The throbbing at her core grew more prominent, the wetness between her thighs evidence of her raw desire.

Jake broke the kiss. “Dominique, stop.” He took her arms from around him, his breath coming in quick, short spurts. “I want you, baby, but not like this. Not here, like a wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.”