said softly. “I wouldn’t bombard you with my friends this
soon if it weren’t for the fact that neither of them will take no for an
answer.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Tessa replied. “I’m glad you have such good friends.”
“They will love you, Tessa,” he said. The tone of his voice showed that he knew
what her concern was. How did he know
her so well already? “How could they not
love you? I do.” She felt her eyes grow large as she came to a
stop at the red light before the bridge. The same spot that Greg first kissed her. The same spot where he just said that he
loved her. What the flip is with this red light? Did he just say that? Did he just
say he loved her? She sat there
speechless.
“Tessa? Tessa, you still there?” she heard Greg
say.
“Uh, yes. Yeah,” she replied.
“Where’d you go? I thought the call dropped, except I could hear your radio. I asked you about dinner tonight and got no
response. You okay?” He sounded
completely oblivious to the bomb he dropped a couple minutes ago.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m great,” she said. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t
wipe the ridiculous grin off her face. “Dinner would be wonderful.”
“Great. I’ll
pick you up at seven,” he said. “Gotta run. Have a
conference call with a big client in five minutes, but I had to make sure
Elizabeth didn’t have you running for the hills.”
“We’re in Florida, Greg. There are no hills.” She heard him laugh a big laugh.
“Very true. Nonetheless, I’m glad you’re still here,” he
said. She could hear the smile in his
voice. “I can’t wait to see you later.”
“Me too,” she said as she pulled into the parking
lot of her yoga studio.
Chapter
Nine
“They live here?” Tessa asked as Greg pulled his BMW
into the driveway into John Dorsey’s beach house on Pass-a-Grille beach. It was a three-story Spanish style house with
multiple floor to ceiling windows and a tiled roof.
“John’s been here for a couple years,” Greg said,
putting the car in park. “He built it
himself. Elizabeth has only lived here
for a couple weeks… technically, that is. In fact, I’m not sure all her stuff is even here yet.” He looked over at her in the passenger seat
and winked.
Tessa looked adorable. She wore a little black dress and her hair
was pulled back in a knot at the nape of her neck with wisps. With her hair off her neck, Greg had a
difficult time not staring at the elegant length of it. On more than one occasion since picking her
up, he had to convince himself not to lean over and run his tongue along her
skin from her collarbone to that delicate spot just under her ear. Quite honestly, he could not get enough of
her.
They had dinner last night at a sophisticated
restaurant up the coast on Madeira Beach. He stayed the night at her place because she had class in the morning
and refused to drive his BMW. But that
was fine. He didn’t really care where
they stayed so long as he could spend the night making love to her and waking
up next to her in the morning to make love to her again. Those few days they had stayed at their own
places had been excruciating. Greg knew
they hadn’t known each other long, but he wanted to spend every moment he could
with this woman.
“Your expression is even more hysterical than when
you first saw where I lived,” Greg said, leaning over the console and kissing
her cheek. “Let’s go. Elizabeth is sure to be awaiting our
arrival.”
“I can’t believe how far out of my element I am
here,” she said quietly. Her gaze raised
to his and he saw worry in her eyes.
“What is it, Tessa?” he asked. He held her chin between his forefinger and
thumb.
“We’re from different worlds,” she said softly. He could see the tears welling up in her
eyes.
“What makes you say
soon if it weren’t for the fact that neither of them will take no for an
answer.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Tessa replied. “I’m glad you have such good friends.”
“They will love you, Tessa,” he said. The tone of his voice showed that he knew
what her concern was. How did he know
her so well already? “How could they not
love you? I do.” She felt her eyes grow large as she came to a
stop at the red light before the bridge. The same spot that Greg first kissed her. The same spot where he just said that he
loved her. What the flip is with this red light? Did he just say that? Did he just
say he loved her? She sat there
speechless.
“Tessa? Tessa, you still there?” she heard Greg
say.
“Uh, yes. Yeah,” she replied.
“Where’d you go? I thought the call dropped, except I could hear your radio. I asked you about dinner tonight and got no
response. You okay?” He sounded
completely oblivious to the bomb he dropped a couple minutes ago.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m great,” she said. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t
wipe the ridiculous grin off her face. “Dinner would be wonderful.”
“Great. I’ll
pick you up at seven,” he said. “Gotta run. Have a
conference call with a big client in five minutes, but I had to make sure
Elizabeth didn’t have you running for the hills.”
“We’re in Florida, Greg. There are no hills.” She heard him laugh a big laugh.
“Very true. Nonetheless, I’m glad you’re still here,” he
said. She could hear the smile in his
voice. “I can’t wait to see you later.”
“Me too,” she said as she pulled into the parking
lot of her yoga studio.
Chapter
Nine
“They live here?” Tessa asked as Greg pulled his BMW
into the driveway into John Dorsey’s beach house on Pass-a-Grille beach. It was a three-story Spanish style house with
multiple floor to ceiling windows and a tiled roof.
“John’s been here for a couple years,” Greg said,
putting the car in park. “He built it
himself. Elizabeth has only lived here
for a couple weeks… technically, that is. In fact, I’m not sure all her stuff is even here yet.” He looked over at her in the passenger seat
and winked.
Tessa looked adorable. She wore a little black dress and her hair
was pulled back in a knot at the nape of her neck with wisps. With her hair off her neck, Greg had a
difficult time not staring at the elegant length of it. On more than one occasion since picking her
up, he had to convince himself not to lean over and run his tongue along her
skin from her collarbone to that delicate spot just under her ear. Quite honestly, he could not get enough of
her.
They had dinner last night at a sophisticated
restaurant up the coast on Madeira Beach. He stayed the night at her place because she had class in the morning
and refused to drive his BMW. But that
was fine. He didn’t really care where
they stayed so long as he could spend the night making love to her and waking
up next to her in the morning to make love to her again. Those few days they had stayed at their own
places had been excruciating. Greg knew
they hadn’t known each other long, but he wanted to spend every moment he could
with this woman.
“Your expression is even more hysterical than when
you first saw where I lived,” Greg said, leaning over the console and kissing
her cheek. “Let’s go. Elizabeth is sure to be awaiting our
arrival.”
“I can’t believe how far out of my element I am
here,” she said quietly. Her gaze raised
to his and he saw worry in her eyes.
“What is it, Tessa?” he asked. He held her chin between his forefinger and
thumb.
“We’re from different worlds,” she said softly. He could see the tears welling up in her
eyes.
“What makes you say
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