you’re a very good judge of character to think that,” Gower admitted. He nodded, sighed, and finally shook his head. “Melina. Melina. If I sleep with you only because of that invitation, we both know I’ll never see you again. You’ll just write me off afterwards as a one-nighter and that will be that. At the risk of losing my man card, one night is not going to be enough for me. I want to date you, Melina. I want to know what you do when you’re not being a hard-ass Marine. Call me crazy.”
“Okay,” Melina declared. “You’re crazy. And that was way too easy a shot to even be any fun.”
“Yes. Ha. Ha,” Gower declared, staring her down as his fingers worked her arch. “I’m absolutely crazy about the most interesting woman I’ve ever met. It’s growing stronger each moment I’m around her. I want to swim in her gaze and feel her body vibrating around my throbbing, aching…”
“You’re laying it on too thick, Beckett,” Melina accused, interrupting him before she started visualizing what he was describing.
“Yet what I’m saying is still one hundred percent true about what I want,” Gower replied.
There was silence as she leaned her head back, closed her eyes, and sighed in relief as the pain finally started to ease. “Okay. Maybe you are an expert on rubbing,” she conceded. “And you’re a good father to put your son first. I respect that. What do you want from me—from our dating as you call it?”
“A few lunch dates and middle of the day sex that ends by two-thirty so I can pick up Dillon from school. That will tell us if what we have is worth pursuing further.”
Melina raised one eyelid as she snorted.
“Anything else?” she demanded with a chuckle. Gower remained silent over her question, but his stroking hands never ceased their task. His head bent over her foot was hands down the sexiest sight she’d ever seen. Looking at the man would be very easy to get used to, even if he did make her regret her age.
“Yes. I want to kiss you goodbye today before I leave,” Gower said quietly.
Melina breathed out a sigh. “Okay—I guess a kiss is the least I can do as a thank you for the foot rub. It really did help.”
“Great. Now that we got our dating settled, I guess I should go and let you rest. I’ll bring lunch again tomorrow if that works for you.”
Melina nodded. Would lunch tomorrow mean sex in the afternoon? Her heart picked up an erratic beat just thinking about it. Damn it. He was getting to her.
Gower moved from his chair to leaning over Melina’s. Needing to get lower to kiss her properly, he put a knee beside each of her thighs until he was practically kneeling in her lap. He bent to her mouth and used the force of his kiss to push her head back. He lifted and ran both hands through her hair making her quiver with each stroke.
Pulling his mouth from Melina’s was hard… just as hard as the rest of him.
“You are my angel. And you are the most competent, self-possessed female I know. You also make me feel more like a man more than anyone ever has. I think I could be really good to you. We could be really good to each other. I hope you believe that too before you let me into your bed.”
Melina nodded silently. Her throat was too tight to speak. She felt abandoned when Gower left the chair and headed to the door.
“Gower,” she called out, clearing her throat.
He stopped at the door and turned back to her. “Yes?”
“It was good to see you today,” Melina declared, watching his gaze shift from worried to exultant. His satisfied grin over her statement made butterflies dance in her stomach.
The ache his leaving caused in her lower regions as he closed the door announced just how much trouble she was in.
Chapter 9
As Melina reapplied her lip gloss, the reality of what she was doing finally hit her.
She stared at the woman in the mirror, wondering how it was she was once again dressing to please a man. A few days ago she’d sent her
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