the first, and each time he always managed to take my breath away.
“Hey Joel,” I chirped brightly, climbing up onto the leather stool.
His head snapped up from the newspaper and he gave me the most breathtakingly gorgeous smile, which lit up his eyes. It had me almost falling off my seat and melting into a puddle on the floor.
Breathe, just breathe.
“Hey, what a nice surprise, what can I do for you today?” His eyes held a cheeky glint, as he suggestively raised his eyebrows, which made me smile even more.
“I’d like a hot chocolate please and don’t scrimp on the cream and marshmallows either this time,” I warned, using a stern voice.
Joel pretended to look shocked, clutching his chest in mock disgust, acting like I’d wounded him, which made me giggle.
“As if I would? I’ll give you extra just to make up for it,” he said winking, as his hand cupped my chin lightly, for a few moments.
Whoa.
My breath hitched slightly, before he walked off.
Did that just really happen?
My hand brushed against the skin, where his hand had been only moments before. I wanted to launch myself over the bar and kiss him with every breath I had.
I needed to calm down.
What I needed was a cold shower, not a hot chocolate.
He returned a few minutes later, with the hot chocolate in hand. I laughed hard at the sheer size of it. He must have squirted half a can of cream on it. It was loaded with mini marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. My eyes widened as I licked my lips slowly in anticipation.
I was officially in chocolate heaven.
“Will this do for madam?” he asked, placing the hot chocolate down. He did an overly exaggerated bow, making me giggle again. When he stood back up our eyes locked and I felt the familiar pull between us.
I laughed, attempting to drink it. “I think you’ve gone a little overboard here Joel.” I chuckled, licking the cream off my lips.
He smiled, leaning over and slowly wiped a small blob of cream from my nose with his thumb. “Well I had to prove a point.” He winked, as he slid his thumb into his mouth, sucking the cream off slowly.
God I wished I was that thumb.
My cheeks flushed, as every dirty thought about Joel filtered through my mind. I felt the heat rise inside me.
I needed to calm down.
I couldn’t let him notice the reaction his teasing had over me, that would be far too embarrassing. But I’d definitely replay that moment over and over again in private.
But not here. Not now.
To save myself any more embarrassment, I changed the subject fast. “So how were the Foos?” I asked. There was an air of annoyance in my voice. I was still slightly pissed I’d missed out on seeing them live. They were high up on my list of bands I was desperate to see.
“They were amazing, so good live, have you ever seen them?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
He should already know I hadn’t, but then he never really took an interest in my life. I was the young geek that kept herself locked away reading books, escaping to places I couldn’t physically venture to in real life.
“No,” I snapped back, a little too quickly. I took a long sip of my hot chocolate, hoping the creamy, sweet goodness would help keep my temper in check.
Joel of course had been to most of their London gigs, which annoyed me every single time. The green-eyed monster always made an appearance, listening to him and Mike regale their many tales. Most of which included hooking up with women as well, which was double the torture.
“You should go and see them, I highly recommend them.” He grinned, oblivious to the fact he was rubbing it in even more.
I scowled throwing down the spoon, so it rattled against the saucer. It wasn’t like I hadn’t tried, tickets were like gold dust every time they went on sale.
Joel frowned at my display of annoyance. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked grabbing my hand, his thumb gently caressed against my skin.
Oh god.
He was touching me.
I had now lost the ability
“Hey Joel,” I chirped brightly, climbing up onto the leather stool.
His head snapped up from the newspaper and he gave me the most breathtakingly gorgeous smile, which lit up his eyes. It had me almost falling off my seat and melting into a puddle on the floor.
Breathe, just breathe.
“Hey, what a nice surprise, what can I do for you today?” His eyes held a cheeky glint, as he suggestively raised his eyebrows, which made me smile even more.
“I’d like a hot chocolate please and don’t scrimp on the cream and marshmallows either this time,” I warned, using a stern voice.
Joel pretended to look shocked, clutching his chest in mock disgust, acting like I’d wounded him, which made me giggle.
“As if I would? I’ll give you extra just to make up for it,” he said winking, as his hand cupped my chin lightly, for a few moments.
Whoa.
My breath hitched slightly, before he walked off.
Did that just really happen?
My hand brushed against the skin, where his hand had been only moments before. I wanted to launch myself over the bar and kiss him with every breath I had.
I needed to calm down.
What I needed was a cold shower, not a hot chocolate.
He returned a few minutes later, with the hot chocolate in hand. I laughed hard at the sheer size of it. He must have squirted half a can of cream on it. It was loaded with mini marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. My eyes widened as I licked my lips slowly in anticipation.
I was officially in chocolate heaven.
“Will this do for madam?” he asked, placing the hot chocolate down. He did an overly exaggerated bow, making me giggle again. When he stood back up our eyes locked and I felt the familiar pull between us.
I laughed, attempting to drink it. “I think you’ve gone a little overboard here Joel.” I chuckled, licking the cream off my lips.
He smiled, leaning over and slowly wiped a small blob of cream from my nose with his thumb. “Well I had to prove a point.” He winked, as he slid his thumb into his mouth, sucking the cream off slowly.
God I wished I was that thumb.
My cheeks flushed, as every dirty thought about Joel filtered through my mind. I felt the heat rise inside me.
I needed to calm down.
I couldn’t let him notice the reaction his teasing had over me, that would be far too embarrassing. But I’d definitely replay that moment over and over again in private.
But not here. Not now.
To save myself any more embarrassment, I changed the subject fast. “So how were the Foos?” I asked. There was an air of annoyance in my voice. I was still slightly pissed I’d missed out on seeing them live. They were high up on my list of bands I was desperate to see.
“They were amazing, so good live, have you ever seen them?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
He should already know I hadn’t, but then he never really took an interest in my life. I was the young geek that kept herself locked away reading books, escaping to places I couldn’t physically venture to in real life.
“No,” I snapped back, a little too quickly. I took a long sip of my hot chocolate, hoping the creamy, sweet goodness would help keep my temper in check.
Joel of course had been to most of their London gigs, which annoyed me every single time. The green-eyed monster always made an appearance, listening to him and Mike regale their many tales. Most of which included hooking up with women as well, which was double the torture.
“You should go and see them, I highly recommend them.” He grinned, oblivious to the fact he was rubbing it in even more.
I scowled throwing down the spoon, so it rattled against the saucer. It wasn’t like I hadn’t tried, tickets were like gold dust every time they went on sale.
Joel frowned at my display of annoyance. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked grabbing my hand, his thumb gently caressed against my skin.
Oh god.
He was touching me.
I had now lost the ability
Similar Books
