took a long moment to scan the area, then looked back into her eyes, a gentle expression replaced the tense one that was there seconds before. Oh yeah, he had to be an actor. Who else could go from aggravated to teasing in less than two seconds?
"I just want to stare at you for a few minutes."
"Oh no you don't." She shook her head, adrenaline pumping through her veins. "Something is going on, and if it involves me, you'd better explain it to me right now." She put both hands on his chest, intent on pushing him away, but he wouldn't budge.
"Jade, I didn't mean to scare you." He hovered over her, silhouetted against the sky. He released a deep breath which she felt against her neck. "That was Tyrell. He works…with me." His voice was calm and reassuring. At his soothing tone, Jade relaxed muscles she hadn't known she'd tensed. "He's come across a small problem. If he can't handle it, I'll have to go. So, just in case," he settled closer, "I want you to lie very still, because I'm going to stare at you for a few minutes."
Whatever bothered him a moment ago was gone. Only tenderness remained in his eyes. Maybe he was just upset that the phone call interrupted them.
That makes sense. It wasn't any of her business anyway.
"All right. I suppose I can do that." She moved her hands from his chest down to slip underneath his shirt, then up against the smoothest hardest chest she'd ever touched. Lord how she wanted to see what her hands were caressing. "How still must I remain?"
"Just don't block my view."
"You are spoiled!" She grinned.
He rested his weight on two bent arms on either side of her head. "Feed me," he ordered, but softened the commandment with a wink.
She fumbled for the first container she could find. Silently, they put a big dent in the massive amount of food, one bite at a time, and around steamy stares and gentle kisses. She still was under the impression that he shielded her, rather than merely keeping her prisoner of his attentions, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt. She rather liked having his unwavering focus. When he said he was going to stare at her, he wasn't kidding. The only time his dark blue eyes didn't hold hers was when he lowered his body enough to cover her mouth in a warm kiss.
Even when his phone buzzed again he didn't look away, he just opened it and barked, "Yeah?"
Jade still couldn't hear what Tyrell said, though she tried, as wrong as it might be, but his face lost some of the tightness. The clouds grew thicker, and the unmistakable scent of looming rain whispered across the grass.
"Any, uh…documentation?" He kissed the tip of her nose.
He was good at distracting her, that was for sure.
"Good job, Ty. I owe you a beer." She heard a loud chuckle come through the earpiece, but couldn't make out the words that followed. Adam's answering smile gave her a little thrill. "Yeah you only have the guts to say that knowing I can't respond. There's a lady present." He closed his phone with a decisive snap, then kissed her again. His tongue probed through her mouth in a dance as old as time. She was vaguely aware of her questions about the phone call fluttering from her mind like leaves in the wind. "If you and I are eating the same meal, how is it you taste so damn good?" He stroked her cheek in a reverent caress.
"Maybe you're still hungry." She gave him her best bedroom-eyed look, then turned her face toward his fingers.
"I think I'm ready for dessert."
"I might be able to find something that would satisfy your sweet tooth."
"Damn."
She reached for his hand, pressed her thumb into his palm, and directed his middle finger further into her mouth. She closed her lips around it, and painted it with her tongue. With his impeccable appearance, she'd expected to feel a smooth manicured fingertip. What she encountered was rough and callused. She pulled his hand away to study that particular finger, his nail filed down well past the tip of his thick-skinned finger.
"What happened to
"I just want to stare at you for a few minutes."
"Oh no you don't." She shook her head, adrenaline pumping through her veins. "Something is going on, and if it involves me, you'd better explain it to me right now." She put both hands on his chest, intent on pushing him away, but he wouldn't budge.
"Jade, I didn't mean to scare you." He hovered over her, silhouetted against the sky. He released a deep breath which she felt against her neck. "That was Tyrell. He works…with me." His voice was calm and reassuring. At his soothing tone, Jade relaxed muscles she hadn't known she'd tensed. "He's come across a small problem. If he can't handle it, I'll have to go. So, just in case," he settled closer, "I want you to lie very still, because I'm going to stare at you for a few minutes."
Whatever bothered him a moment ago was gone. Only tenderness remained in his eyes. Maybe he was just upset that the phone call interrupted them.
That makes sense. It wasn't any of her business anyway.
"All right. I suppose I can do that." She moved her hands from his chest down to slip underneath his shirt, then up against the smoothest hardest chest she'd ever touched. Lord how she wanted to see what her hands were caressing. "How still must I remain?"
"Just don't block my view."
"You are spoiled!" She grinned.
He rested his weight on two bent arms on either side of her head. "Feed me," he ordered, but softened the commandment with a wink.
She fumbled for the first container she could find. Silently, they put a big dent in the massive amount of food, one bite at a time, and around steamy stares and gentle kisses. She still was under the impression that he shielded her, rather than merely keeping her prisoner of his attentions, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt. She rather liked having his unwavering focus. When he said he was going to stare at her, he wasn't kidding. The only time his dark blue eyes didn't hold hers was when he lowered his body enough to cover her mouth in a warm kiss.
Even when his phone buzzed again he didn't look away, he just opened it and barked, "Yeah?"
Jade still couldn't hear what Tyrell said, though she tried, as wrong as it might be, but his face lost some of the tightness. The clouds grew thicker, and the unmistakable scent of looming rain whispered across the grass.
"Any, uh…documentation?" He kissed the tip of her nose.
He was good at distracting her, that was for sure.
"Good job, Ty. I owe you a beer." She heard a loud chuckle come through the earpiece, but couldn't make out the words that followed. Adam's answering smile gave her a little thrill. "Yeah you only have the guts to say that knowing I can't respond. There's a lady present." He closed his phone with a decisive snap, then kissed her again. His tongue probed through her mouth in a dance as old as time. She was vaguely aware of her questions about the phone call fluttering from her mind like leaves in the wind. "If you and I are eating the same meal, how is it you taste so damn good?" He stroked her cheek in a reverent caress.
"Maybe you're still hungry." She gave him her best bedroom-eyed look, then turned her face toward his fingers.
"I think I'm ready for dessert."
"I might be able to find something that would satisfy your sweet tooth."
"Damn."
She reached for his hand, pressed her thumb into his palm, and directed his middle finger further into her mouth. She closed her lips around it, and painted it with her tongue. With his impeccable appearance, she'd expected to feel a smooth manicured fingertip. What she encountered was rough and callused. She pulled his hand away to study that particular finger, his nail filed down well past the tip of his thick-skinned finger.
"What happened to
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