truth.
“I’ll go get my car, unless you want to walk with me.” Felicity looked up at him, sure he could see her heart beating through her blouse.
Hal’s arm came behind her. “Lead the way, no way am I letting you out of my sight. You might disappear on me.”
When he flashed a toothy grin his dimples made him appear boyish. The fact her parents watched them walk away didn’t matter. Nothing did, because she was finally getting to spend time with the man behind the voice. Felicity didn’t admit to anyone, but during the dark times, before the bandages had come off her eyes, the only thing that kept her sane was focusing on the timber of her mystery man’s voice. She’d replay the way he’d called her ma petite , and pretend he was watching over her.
Five minutes later they were pulling out of the garage, Hal looking comfortable in her Mercedes convertible. He had to adjust the seat so it was pushed all the way back. “Are you sure you’re not too cramped?” Felicity asked.
“My knees aren’t even touching the dash,” Hal joked.
By the time they reached downtown LA, Felicity had told him stories about her life, and listened to him talk of growing up in North Dakota. She loved his slight northern accent, especially his cute wordage. She’d never thought of big men with deep voices sounding quite so tender, but her Viking was.
She could picture herself with him, and that really scared her. What did she really know about him other than the few things they’d shared on the drive over?
“You’ve gotten awfully quiet. What’s bothering you, sweetheart?” He placed his hand on her thigh.
At the stoplight, with the sun going down, she looked over in the low dim light. His eyes were trained on her, and she knew her heart already belonged to him. When he left, and he would leave, he’d take it with him. Felicity planned to make every moment she had with him count.
“I know I said I’d show you around town, but how would you like to see my apartment?” Felicity had to take her eyes off his as the light turned green.
“We can do whatever you want.” His fingers tightened.
She nodded, navigating the short distance to the high rise she called home. The security to get into the parking garage was topnotch, as was the ability to access the lift. Her parents made sure she was protected when she moved out two years ago. Swiping the key card across the scanner, it seemed to take forever before the gate was raised, but Hal’s steady presence kept her grounded. As they rolled inside, she pushed the button to bring the top up on the convertible, his intoxicating scent filled the vehicle.
Her parking spot was near the elevator on the upper deck of the lot. She quickly backed into the space like she’d been taught in her defensive driving class.
Hal climbed out first, surprising in his quickness for such a large man and opened her door. “Thank you.” She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.
“My pleasure, ma petite .”
The way he said those two little words, if she wasn’t wearing panties, her thighs would surely be soaked.
At the elevator she punched in her code and waited patiently for the lift. Once inside she again had to scan her card in order to access the penthouse level. Hal raised his eyebrows, but didn’t say a word. She wouldn’t apologize for her family’s wealth. Not to him, or anybody.
She fidgeted, feeling self-conscious. “Obviously I don’t pay for my place.”
He followed her inside, making her squirm while she went through her regular routine. The alarm beeped, disengaged as she punched in the appropriate numbers. She liked that he stood back and not over her shoulder. During her walk through with the security team, they’d drilled in her head to make sure she didn’t allow anyone to see her passcode.
“Go ahead and reset your alarm. When we leave you can take care of turning it off and then on again. It’s always best to be safe, rather than sorry.” He stood
“I’ll go get my car, unless you want to walk with me.” Felicity looked up at him, sure he could see her heart beating through her blouse.
Hal’s arm came behind her. “Lead the way, no way am I letting you out of my sight. You might disappear on me.”
When he flashed a toothy grin his dimples made him appear boyish. The fact her parents watched them walk away didn’t matter. Nothing did, because she was finally getting to spend time with the man behind the voice. Felicity didn’t admit to anyone, but during the dark times, before the bandages had come off her eyes, the only thing that kept her sane was focusing on the timber of her mystery man’s voice. She’d replay the way he’d called her ma petite , and pretend he was watching over her.
Five minutes later they were pulling out of the garage, Hal looking comfortable in her Mercedes convertible. He had to adjust the seat so it was pushed all the way back. “Are you sure you’re not too cramped?” Felicity asked.
“My knees aren’t even touching the dash,” Hal joked.
By the time they reached downtown LA, Felicity had told him stories about her life, and listened to him talk of growing up in North Dakota. She loved his slight northern accent, especially his cute wordage. She’d never thought of big men with deep voices sounding quite so tender, but her Viking was.
She could picture herself with him, and that really scared her. What did she really know about him other than the few things they’d shared on the drive over?
“You’ve gotten awfully quiet. What’s bothering you, sweetheart?” He placed his hand on her thigh.
At the stoplight, with the sun going down, she looked over in the low dim light. His eyes were trained on her, and she knew her heart already belonged to him. When he left, and he would leave, he’d take it with him. Felicity planned to make every moment she had with him count.
“I know I said I’d show you around town, but how would you like to see my apartment?” Felicity had to take her eyes off his as the light turned green.
“We can do whatever you want.” His fingers tightened.
She nodded, navigating the short distance to the high rise she called home. The security to get into the parking garage was topnotch, as was the ability to access the lift. Her parents made sure she was protected when she moved out two years ago. Swiping the key card across the scanner, it seemed to take forever before the gate was raised, but Hal’s steady presence kept her grounded. As they rolled inside, she pushed the button to bring the top up on the convertible, his intoxicating scent filled the vehicle.
Her parking spot was near the elevator on the upper deck of the lot. She quickly backed into the space like she’d been taught in her defensive driving class.
Hal climbed out first, surprising in his quickness for such a large man and opened her door. “Thank you.” She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.
“My pleasure, ma petite .”
The way he said those two little words, if she wasn’t wearing panties, her thighs would surely be soaked.
At the elevator she punched in her code and waited patiently for the lift. Once inside she again had to scan her card in order to access the penthouse level. Hal raised his eyebrows, but didn’t say a word. She wouldn’t apologize for her family’s wealth. Not to him, or anybody.
She fidgeted, feeling self-conscious. “Obviously I don’t pay for my place.”
He followed her inside, making her squirm while she went through her regular routine. The alarm beeped, disengaged as she punched in the appropriate numbers. She liked that he stood back and not over her shoulder. During her walk through with the security team, they’d drilled in her head to make sure she didn’t allow anyone to see her passcode.
“Go ahead and reset your alarm. When we leave you can take care of turning it off and then on again. It’s always best to be safe, rather than sorry.” He stood
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