First and Ten
the night her voicemail was almost full. They
aren’t that needy any other day. Or at least not that she
noticed.
    “Fashion emergencies are that important?” he
questioned.
    “I have some very clingy clients. I’m
thinking of hanging out a shingle as a life coach.”
    “What are your qualifications?” he asked
while spearing his asparagus. “Shouldn’t a life coach have achieved
something?”
    “Why not slap me next time? At least the
bruise will heal.”
    “I didn’t mean it that way,” he backpedaled.
“The motivational speakers we bring in are fortune five-hundreds
and stuff.”
    Dani crossed her arms.
    “Damn, I went from an earth shattering kiss
to digging myself out of a hole.”
    “Earth shattering?” Dani questioned. It was
good, the best she’d ever had, but earth shattering?
    “You’ve never kissed yourself.”
    Rome scooted his chair closer and pulled her
onto his lap. Stroking back her hair, he cupped her head and
brought her lips to his. This time, the kiss would not be stopped
and he took full advantage. Dani couldn’t stop herself from melting
against him. His fingers pulled at her hair and when their embrace
broke, he trailed kisses down her neck. Chills shot down her
center, perking her nipples and warming her core. Gently, he
brought her back so they were nose to nose.
    “Dani,” he said as their lips brushed again
and she couldn’t stop herself from going in for a deep kiss. She
needed to taste more of him. Her lips were swollen and burned
against his. “I know I’m not as good of a kisser as you are—”
    Caressing his lips with a few soft kisses she
silenced him. “I’ve never been called earth shattering.”
    “You haven’t been kissing the right men,” he
said as his hand rubbed up and down her side.
    “Truer words...” she breathed.
    “You know, we have quite a while before
dessert.” His thumb stroked her cheek.
    “That is true.” Dani looked over at their
half eaten plates, then to the empty stateroom. “Gosh, whatever
could we do to fill the time?”
    “No phones, two subjects off limits, seems
like sex is the only thing that makes sense.”
    Dani smiled wide. “That’s an option.”
    “Admit it, it would be the best Tuesday Treat
ever.”
    “Maybe,” she teased as she slid off his lap
and stood up behind him, then whispered in his ear, “But ever means
it would only be a one-time thing.”

    Danika licked, then bit Jerome’s neck as if
he needed encouragement. Why he saw a future with her he didn’t
know, but he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind all day.
Actually all week. Between working out, strategizing with his
attorney, and living in general. It wasn’t just during his downtime
she monopolized his thoughts. He had to focus to not think of her.
A kiss too close had him yearning for her lips, and now, after
tasting them, all he wanted was to explore every bit of her. Get
lost inside her body and discover a woman who wasn’t after him for
his money or his ability on a football field. Such a rare creature
would need to be cherished. Worse yet, she couldn’t be bent over a
table…at least not on a boat with a half dozen people aboard whose
only purpose was to serve them.
    “How about we go out on the deck?” she
suggested.
    “It’s pretty cold out there.”
    Dani reached for his hand, it was massive
between her two. He rose and let her lead him to the sliding doors.
“Are you afraid you won’t be able to keep me warm?”
    Right as she reached the doors, he stopped
and tugged her against his body. A seductive smile crossed her lips
as she pressed herself against his hardened cock. Even in his loose
pants he couldn’t hide it away. At least it wasn’t straining
against a constricting fabric, but it was getting a bit
uncomfortable at the moment.
    “Um, you know, you haven’t told me what you
thought of my outfit,” he said and Dani chilled against him. “Or
should I have asked before you turned off your phone.”
    She stepped

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