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Authors: Susan Donovan
Tags: love_contemporary
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never took his eyes off her. His smile had mellowed as he walked, but it was most definitely still there. His gaze was locked on Josie like nothing and nobody existed but her.
Suddenly, he was at the table. He didnt sit down. Instead, he reached for Josies hand and pulled her from the booth.
And he kissed her. No warning. Not a word of greeting. Rick simply pressed her body to him and put his mouth on hers. It wasnt the kind of kiss that would prompt the other patrons to suggest they get a room, but it sure wasnt a peck.
His lips were like hot silk. One of his hands gripped her upper arm and the other held her captive at the base of her spine. The pesky knot in her throat was history. It had been swept away by a tidal wave of sexual desire that just wiped out everything in its path. Including her brain function. She couldnt move. She was on fire. Shed been reduced to nothing but liquid lava lust. Ricks soft tongue opened her lips. She had forgotten how this felt. No, waitshed never /known/ how this felt.
Josie let out a moan of wonder and delight, then the kiss was over. Rick slowly pulled away.
I thought it would be nice to pick up where we left off, he said, grinning. Hope that works for you.
Josies pulse was crazy fast, and she felt dizzy. She stared into his sexy green eyes, mentally checking off another item on her list, because Rick Rousseau, pet supply magnate, was a sensational kisser.
It works real good for me, Josie said, trying to remember where she was.
A sudden jolt of panic hit her. She stole a peek at the door and amended her answer. If no ones waiting to shoot me, that is.
Rick laughed. He guided her back to her seat and settled into the vintage leather booth across from her. Again, I apologize for the gun incident. He rested his elbows on the table and leaned forward, lowering his voice. My people are a little jumpy these days. I recently received a threat and Ive had to bump up the security.
Josie felt her eyes bug out. What kind of threat? Like a physical threat? What would somebody want from a pet-store owner?
Rick smiled. My thoughts exactly. And its probably nothing. Its an unfortunate sign of the times, but most CEOs have their own private security detail. It goes with the job.
Josie frowned. You have security with you all the time?
Most of the time, yes.
So weve got an audience right now, as we speak?
Just Teeny. Hes at the other end of the bar.
Josie lifted her chin to see over the booth. There he was, right next to the door, a large man teetering on a small stool. Teeny gave her a subtle nod and an equally low-key smile.
She was horrified. She looked back at Rick, who seemed unaffected. You mean he saw us kissing?
Yes, Rick said, chuckling softly. And the poor mans probably still in shock. Josie wanted to know what he meant by that but the waiter came by.
To say she enjoyed lunch with Rick would be the understatement of a lifetime. He was smart. His voice was gentle. He was handsome but didnt seem to be aware of his looks. It amazed Josie that she didnt feel intimidated by Rick, or worried that she was out of her league. He made her feel comfortable. He seemed to enjoy her company, too, and even stared at her approvingly when she walked back from a trip to the ladies room. It made her blush.
While they ate, Rick asked Josie to tell him about her life. She was done by the time she finished her soup.
Rick then volunteered information about himself. He said hed been a spoiled rich kid born and raised in Rhode Island. His mom died when he was at Yale getting his business degree. After school he wandered the globe trying to find himself.
Did you? Josie asked.
Ricks laugh was uncomfortable. I lost myself instead, he said.
He told Josie that his only ambition back then was to attend as many wild parties as possible, and he managed to avoid a job for six years.
With a stiff voice, he said, When I was twenty-eight, I was in a serious motorcycle accident. It woke me up fast.
Josie
Suddenly, he was at the table. He didnt sit down. Instead, he reached for Josies hand and pulled her from the booth.
And he kissed her. No warning. Not a word of greeting. Rick simply pressed her body to him and put his mouth on hers. It wasnt the kind of kiss that would prompt the other patrons to suggest they get a room, but it sure wasnt a peck.
His lips were like hot silk. One of his hands gripped her upper arm and the other held her captive at the base of her spine. The pesky knot in her throat was history. It had been swept away by a tidal wave of sexual desire that just wiped out everything in its path. Including her brain function. She couldnt move. She was on fire. Shed been reduced to nothing but liquid lava lust. Ricks soft tongue opened her lips. She had forgotten how this felt. No, waitshed never /known/ how this felt.
Josie let out a moan of wonder and delight, then the kiss was over. Rick slowly pulled away.
I thought it would be nice to pick up where we left off, he said, grinning. Hope that works for you.
Josies pulse was crazy fast, and she felt dizzy. She stared into his sexy green eyes, mentally checking off another item on her list, because Rick Rousseau, pet supply magnate, was a sensational kisser.
It works real good for me, Josie said, trying to remember where she was.
A sudden jolt of panic hit her. She stole a peek at the door and amended her answer. If no ones waiting to shoot me, that is.
Rick laughed. He guided her back to her seat and settled into the vintage leather booth across from her. Again, I apologize for the gun incident. He rested his elbows on the table and leaned forward, lowering his voice. My people are a little jumpy these days. I recently received a threat and Ive had to bump up the security.
Josie felt her eyes bug out. What kind of threat? Like a physical threat? What would somebody want from a pet-store owner?
Rick smiled. My thoughts exactly. And its probably nothing. Its an unfortunate sign of the times, but most CEOs have their own private security detail. It goes with the job.
Josie frowned. You have security with you all the time?
Most of the time, yes.
So weve got an audience right now, as we speak?
Just Teeny. Hes at the other end of the bar.
Josie lifted her chin to see over the booth. There he was, right next to the door, a large man teetering on a small stool. Teeny gave her a subtle nod and an equally low-key smile.
She was horrified. She looked back at Rick, who seemed unaffected. You mean he saw us kissing?
Yes, Rick said, chuckling softly. And the poor mans probably still in shock. Josie wanted to know what he meant by that but the waiter came by.
To say she enjoyed lunch with Rick would be the understatement of a lifetime. He was smart. His voice was gentle. He was handsome but didnt seem to be aware of his looks. It amazed Josie that she didnt feel intimidated by Rick, or worried that she was out of her league. He made her feel comfortable. He seemed to enjoy her company, too, and even stared at her approvingly when she walked back from a trip to the ladies room. It made her blush.
While they ate, Rick asked Josie to tell him about her life. She was done by the time she finished her soup.
Rick then volunteered information about himself. He said hed been a spoiled rich kid born and raised in Rhode Island. His mom died when he was at Yale getting his business degree. After school he wandered the globe trying to find himself.
Did you? Josie asked.
Ricks laugh was uncomfortable. I lost myself instead, he said.
He told Josie that his only ambition back then was to attend as many wild parties as possible, and he managed to avoid a job for six years.
With a stiff voice, he said, When I was twenty-eight, I was in a serious motorcycle accident. It woke me up fast.
Josie
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