Chapters (68)
- Copyright Page
- Table of Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Epilogue
- Epilogue
My brothers did indulge me, but sometimes I felt like one of those moms who made their grown-up children roll their eyes every time her name appeared on the screen of their phone.
Carter arrived then, and I licked my lips as he crossed the room to reach me. The man was simply a work of art. His hair was neat, and I couldn’t wait to ruffle it up a bit. He raked his gaze over me, and I felt my body respond to him. My skin was burning for his touch.
“Ready to go?”
I nodded. Up close, he was even more alluring, with that top button open and his delicious scent surrounding me. I readjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder, aware that he was still watching me intently, as if he was mentally undressing me.
“You look beautiful.”
“Not dressed for a date, but I didn’t have time to go home and change. I know my style is a bit... different.”
“I like it. I like that you’re different and you’re not afraid to show it.”
“Dad used to say ‘if you can’t hide the crazy, own it.’”
He came closer, placing a hand on my waist. His fingers were pressing in as if he could barely wait to touch me. He brought his mouth to mine, kissing me with so much fervor that I felt myself become slick between my legs. I pressed myself into him, needing more contact still. I was happy we were in a small nook of the lobby, hidden from sight.
Lord, the effect this man had on me should be outlawed. He rested his head in the crook of my neck.
“You drive me insane.” He almost growled the words. “Let’s go before I forget all about tonight’s plans.”
I smiled as we left the building, proud that I had this kind of effect on him.
“Dinner in the dark,” I exclaimed forty minutes later when we arrived at the destination. I read the words on the menu displayed next to the entrance to the restaurant. “This is exciting.”
I’d read about it. The food was served completely in the dark. The lack of light made the other senses sharper.
Once we were inside, a friendly waitress led us to a small separate room that was still bathed in light. I loved that the chairs were on adjacent sides of the table and not opposite each other. The waitress explained that the menu contained five courses, and we had to choose between three options for the main course.