Jaded Hearts

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disgust.
    "Oh, that's gross Julian! You're sick,” I
cried.
    He shrugged his shoulders and laughed at me
some more.
    "Hey, you started it. I just finished it,”
he teased. "You look stunning as usual, by the way."
    He leaned back in his chair continuing to
admire me. I could feel the fire slowly spreading through me, but I
had to put it out. That's why I was here. I smiled as I accepted
his compliment.  
    "Thank you,” I said quietly.
    Then I turned to watch a couple dance to the
bands rendition of Tin Tin Deo. After enjoying the music for a
while, I returned my attention to Julian, not at all surprised to
find him still gazing at me intently.
    "I really like this place Jules. It has an
amazing vibe,” I admitted.
    He shrugged. "Well, I'm pleased you approve.
Are you an aficionado of jazz music?" He asked.
    "I'm an enthusiast of music, really. I enjoy
all types,” I replied.
    I moved my shoulders to the music as I tried
to hide my amusement at his proper tone, but loved that he relaxed
his gaze as we chatted.
    "Yes, I can see you're a fan of music and
dancing as well. That seems to be the only time you relax and let
go. Well, that's not the only time you let go." The insinuation of
his last remark fueled a blaze deep within me.
    I squirmed at a flashing thought of him
coaching me through an orgasm the night before. Julian leaned
forward at my lack of verbal response.
    "I didn't expect that you could still be so
coy with me after the way you unleashed your passion on me last
night. I was sure we had gotten past the cat and mouse stage." He
pulled at one of my spiral locks.
    This time I shrugged.
    "I'm not shy Jules. I just don't enjoy being
analyzed to the point of nakedness. And speaking of nakedness, I
don't really know what this is between us, but I know that I'm not
ready for it,” I said.  As I spoke, my insides were trembling
just being in his presence.
    He sat back quietly as I continued my
rejection.
    "I just moved here, I recently broke off an
engagement, and I'm trying to settle into a new job. So this is all
just too much for me, and yes I know how I was with you last night,
no need to remind me." Those smoldering green eyes punished me for
my flippant response.
    "Sorry, for reminding you of last night's
events, Jade. I, conversely, haven't been able to think of anything
else all day. Just like I haven't been able to stop thinking of you
since we met,” he uttered tightly.
    A Conquistador. That's what he reminds me
of.  
    He leaned back to allow the waiter to place
our drink order on the table. He spoke a few lines of Spanish to
the server after our glasses were topped off. We clinked our
glasses to a silent toast and I relished in the coolness of the
bubbling liquid. Julian downed his glass in one chug and instantly
poured another.
    After sitting in thick silence for a few
moments Julian broke the ice and began to chitchat about my plans
for the boutique. I provided him with a few ideas and then shot him
a few questions about his other businesses. I was trying to get a
better understanding of what he did exactly now that Vivian had
piqued my interest. I asked a million pointed questions which he
answered with ease. Everything sounded legit and I would probably
have to scrub his financial records with a fine-tooth comb to find
out otherwise. He was really cool to talk to when it was a subject
other than me.
    We chilled for a few moments to enjoy our
drinks, the air still ripe with tension, and then he got up and sat
next to me on my side of the curved booth. I couldn't say that I
didn't long for his hot lean body to be this close to mine. That
would be a lie. He smelled even better than he looked, and my whole
body shivered at the promise of his closeness.
    He didn't disappoint when he put one arm
around my waist as the other guided my face into a kiss.
    God, his lips are so soft.
    Even the scent of his breath turned me on,
and I inhaled greedily as we exchanged a slow and tantalizing kiss.
I was

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