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out.”
Excited was far from what I was feeling about my new job.
“Singing telegrams, huh?” Anthony said.
I watched his sexy mouth twitch as he fought the urge to grin right along with my pain in the butt sister. “It’s only temporary.”
“Does it pay well?” my aunt asked.
“Enough to help me pay the bills. And I’ll be getting tips on top of my salary.”
“They might pay more to make you stop singing,” Carla muttered past a mouthful of cheesecake.
“Who asked your opinion anyway?” I demanded.
“She’s not all that bad of a singer,” my mother said in my defense.
Anthony opened his mouth to speak, but I shut him up with a stiff elbow in the ribs. “Not a word.”
He chuckled and shoved another bite of dessert into his mouth. “My lips are sealed.”
When we finished eating, Anthony helped clear the table. “I really should get going,” he said when the last of the dishes were brought in to the sink. “Thank you for dinner, Mrs. Stewart. It was delicious, as usual.”
“Glad you liked it,” she said.
He turned to me. “Walk me out?”
I nodded and walked with him to the front door.
“Thanks for inviting me to dinner,” he said with a grin when we stepped out onto the porch.
“Still dreaming, I see.”
He reached out to tuck a long auburn curl behind my ear. “Always.”
His touch combined with the huskiness of his voice made my legs weak. “So how do you like your new place?” I asked, trying to direct my thoughts elsewhere.
“The privacy’s a plus.”
“For all your hot dates?” I muttered, feeling a surge of irritation.
“Could that be jealousy I hear in your voice?”
“Hardly,” I replied stiffly. “I could care less about your ever-revolving love life.”
Anthony moved to lean back against a porch post, crossing his arms. “Liar.”
I forced a laugh, but his nearness had my heart pounding. “You really need to stop using so much industrial strength glue on the job. The vapors are messing up your brain.”
“So you weren’t looking up at me a second ago like you wanted me to kiss you?”
The question drew my gaze to his lips. “No,” I responded hoarsely. There he went again - playing with my head.
“Prove it.”
My eyes snapped up to meet his. “Prove what?”
“Kiss me and prove that there’s nothing going on between us.”
“Fine, if it’ll help you get over this stupid fantasy you have about the two of us.” I’d give him proof. Rising up on my toes, I pressed my lips to his, intending a quick, passionless kiss. But Anthony took me by surprise and slid his fingers through my hair, kissing me back like I’d never been kissed before.
My arms wound up around his neck, drawing him closer, deepening the kiss. I completely forgot I was standing out on the porch where anyone could see us until Carla opened her bedroom window to yell out, “’Bout time the two of you hooked up!”
I pulled away, my heart pounding furiously. Wow. Heat pulsed in my cheeks and other places lower on my body. I’d never felt anything like this in my life. Like I’d just eaten a seven-course meal and was still starved for more.
“We aren’t hooking up,” I yelled back, but it was too late. My sister was gone. Probably racing off to tell my family what she’d just seen.
Grinning triumphantly, Anthony moved to the porch steps. “I’ll pick you up Saturday around 10:00.”
“Saturday?” I muttered, still caught up in the kiss we’d just shared.
“Our date,” he prompted.
Cedar Point. I had completely forgotten about that with all the job hunting I’d been doing. Not to mention the hours I’d put in working at the restaurant. While Anthony hadn’t backed out of our date, he had pushed it back a couple of weeks to fit into his busy work schedule.
“I’ll be ready.”
“See you this
Excited was far from what I was feeling about my new job.
“Singing telegrams, huh?” Anthony said.
I watched his sexy mouth twitch as he fought the urge to grin right along with my pain in the butt sister. “It’s only temporary.”
“Does it pay well?” my aunt asked.
“Enough to help me pay the bills. And I’ll be getting tips on top of my salary.”
“They might pay more to make you stop singing,” Carla muttered past a mouthful of cheesecake.
“Who asked your opinion anyway?” I demanded.
“She’s not all that bad of a singer,” my mother said in my defense.
Anthony opened his mouth to speak, but I shut him up with a stiff elbow in the ribs. “Not a word.”
He chuckled and shoved another bite of dessert into his mouth. “My lips are sealed.”
When we finished eating, Anthony helped clear the table. “I really should get going,” he said when the last of the dishes were brought in to the sink. “Thank you for dinner, Mrs. Stewart. It was delicious, as usual.”
“Glad you liked it,” she said.
He turned to me. “Walk me out?”
I nodded and walked with him to the front door.
“Thanks for inviting me to dinner,” he said with a grin when we stepped out onto the porch.
“Still dreaming, I see.”
He reached out to tuck a long auburn curl behind my ear. “Always.”
His touch combined with the huskiness of his voice made my legs weak. “So how do you like your new place?” I asked, trying to direct my thoughts elsewhere.
“The privacy’s a plus.”
“For all your hot dates?” I muttered, feeling a surge of irritation.
“Could that be jealousy I hear in your voice?”
“Hardly,” I replied stiffly. “I could care less about your ever-revolving love life.”
Anthony moved to lean back against a porch post, crossing his arms. “Liar.”
I forced a laugh, but his nearness had my heart pounding. “You really need to stop using so much industrial strength glue on the job. The vapors are messing up your brain.”
“So you weren’t looking up at me a second ago like you wanted me to kiss you?”
The question drew my gaze to his lips. “No,” I responded hoarsely. There he went again - playing with my head.
“Prove it.”
My eyes snapped up to meet his. “Prove what?”
“Kiss me and prove that there’s nothing going on between us.”
“Fine, if it’ll help you get over this stupid fantasy you have about the two of us.” I’d give him proof. Rising up on my toes, I pressed my lips to his, intending a quick, passionless kiss. But Anthony took me by surprise and slid his fingers through my hair, kissing me back like I’d never been kissed before.
My arms wound up around his neck, drawing him closer, deepening the kiss. I completely forgot I was standing out on the porch where anyone could see us until Carla opened her bedroom window to yell out, “’Bout time the two of you hooked up!”
I pulled away, my heart pounding furiously. Wow. Heat pulsed in my cheeks and other places lower on my body. I’d never felt anything like this in my life. Like I’d just eaten a seven-course meal and was still starved for more.
“We aren’t hooking up,” I yelled back, but it was too late. My sister was gone. Probably racing off to tell my family what she’d just seen.
Grinning triumphantly, Anthony moved to the porch steps. “I’ll pick you up Saturday around 10:00.”
“Saturday?” I muttered, still caught up in the kiss we’d just shared.
“Our date,” he prompted.
Cedar Point. I had completely forgotten about that with all the job hunting I’d been doing. Not to mention the hours I’d put in working at the restaurant. While Anthony hadn’t backed out of our date, he had pushed it back a couple of weeks to fit into his busy work schedule.
“I’ll be ready.”
“See you this
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