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the papers on the podium.
I walk in, confidently, with a grin on my face that Riley’s beautiful laughter has created. And then it hits me. She’s brought Leah.
Fuck me running.
“Late as usual, Mr. Casey. I hope you don’t mind we started without you.” Riley smiles too sweetly at me, and bats her long lashes.
I stand there, unsure of what to do let alone even say, and all can physically do is clear my throat. I look down at the chair beside Riley, expecting her to move her purse so I can sit.
She doesn’t.
Instead, I take a glance at Leah and move to sit beside her. When I do, her amazing scent almost knocks me off the seat. She smells like a summer day at the beach, even though it’s September.
“Let’s just get this out of the way, shall we?” Riley smirks before sipping water from a glass. The warmth in the room is creating beads of condensation on her glass—I almost feel like my body is mirroring feeling. I’m sweating buckets.
“And what exactly would that be?” I ask.
“Me,” Leah speaks up.
I turn to look at her, and instantly I’m delving into those blue eyes again. She smells like summer, her eyes are like the most tropical of waters, and her full lips are making it hard for me to concentrate on anything else.
Looking down at her mouth, I let a smile curl on my lips and look back into her eyes. “I wondered if you remembered.”
Confidently she says, “Small world, huh?”
“Indeed.” I growl. “Riley, did you tell Leah that I asked for her number?”
Riley nodded her head, happily. “I also told her everything else I know about you. I wanted to warn her.”
I laugh.
“And I told Riley that I’m a big girl, and I can make my own decisions.”
I almost tell her Riley is right. I could ruin this girl in too many ways, but it would be remarkable to be able to do it. The fact that she’s seemingly so willing too, has me all but tearing her clothes off right here in the busy restaurant.
I needed to change the subject before my clenching jaw gives me away. “I saw Pete today. I told him if there’s anything he needs while I’m gone that he can call you.”
“Sounds good to me.” Riley twirls her hair between her fingers. “I’m actually looking forward to seeing New York.”
“How long are you in Wyoming, Leah?”
“Another week. Then I’m heading back to Maine to visit my family until the end of the month.”
“Excuse me,” Riley says quietly before pushing her chair back. “I’ll be right back.” She gets up and heads to the ladies room.
“Fuck,” I growl softly.
“Yep,” Leah whispers.
“How is it possible that you’re you?” I ask, looking down at the menu in my hands.
Leah shrugs and nervously knots her fingers on her lap. “You’re different. You were so…different in New York.”
“So were you.”
She lets out a tiny laugh. “Adrenaline will do that to you. Plus, I thought you were just another guy trying to hit on me because of who I am.”
I drop the menu and turn in my chair to face her, slowly lowering my hand to place it on top of hers, I lean in and whisper. “Riley is right. You’re too good for me. You’re too sweet.” I breathe, and her hair gently moves from my heated lament. “I want to do very bad things to you.”
Leah’s breath hitches and her fingers finally stop moving under my touch. “Please tell me you feel that too.”
If she’s referring to the sparks exploding like crackling wood in a fire, then I definitely feel it too. “This?” I ask quietly, squeezing her hands with mine.
She nods, and I lean in once more to whisper in her ear. Taking a quick glance down at her chest, I see it’s slowly heaving and she closes her eyes.
“Later, sweet Leah.”
Riley doesn’t say anything when I rush out of the restaurant. She catches me briskly walking out, slinging my jacket on, and moving out the door.
Shit, shit, shit! Oh, fuck. Damn. I almost dragged Leah into the bathroom like a caveman and had an Elsa
I walk in, confidently, with a grin on my face that Riley’s beautiful laughter has created. And then it hits me. She’s brought Leah.
Fuck me running.
“Late as usual, Mr. Casey. I hope you don’t mind we started without you.” Riley smiles too sweetly at me, and bats her long lashes.
I stand there, unsure of what to do let alone even say, and all can physically do is clear my throat. I look down at the chair beside Riley, expecting her to move her purse so I can sit.
She doesn’t.
Instead, I take a glance at Leah and move to sit beside her. When I do, her amazing scent almost knocks me off the seat. She smells like a summer day at the beach, even though it’s September.
“Let’s just get this out of the way, shall we?” Riley smirks before sipping water from a glass. The warmth in the room is creating beads of condensation on her glass—I almost feel like my body is mirroring feeling. I’m sweating buckets.
“And what exactly would that be?” I ask.
“Me,” Leah speaks up.
I turn to look at her, and instantly I’m delving into those blue eyes again. She smells like summer, her eyes are like the most tropical of waters, and her full lips are making it hard for me to concentrate on anything else.
Looking down at her mouth, I let a smile curl on my lips and look back into her eyes. “I wondered if you remembered.”
Confidently she says, “Small world, huh?”
“Indeed.” I growl. “Riley, did you tell Leah that I asked for her number?”
Riley nodded her head, happily. “I also told her everything else I know about you. I wanted to warn her.”
I laugh.
“And I told Riley that I’m a big girl, and I can make my own decisions.”
I almost tell her Riley is right. I could ruin this girl in too many ways, but it would be remarkable to be able to do it. The fact that she’s seemingly so willing too, has me all but tearing her clothes off right here in the busy restaurant.
I needed to change the subject before my clenching jaw gives me away. “I saw Pete today. I told him if there’s anything he needs while I’m gone that he can call you.”
“Sounds good to me.” Riley twirls her hair between her fingers. “I’m actually looking forward to seeing New York.”
“How long are you in Wyoming, Leah?”
“Another week. Then I’m heading back to Maine to visit my family until the end of the month.”
“Excuse me,” Riley says quietly before pushing her chair back. “I’ll be right back.” She gets up and heads to the ladies room.
“Fuck,” I growl softly.
“Yep,” Leah whispers.
“How is it possible that you’re you?” I ask, looking down at the menu in my hands.
Leah shrugs and nervously knots her fingers on her lap. “You’re different. You were so…different in New York.”
“So were you.”
She lets out a tiny laugh. “Adrenaline will do that to you. Plus, I thought you were just another guy trying to hit on me because of who I am.”
I drop the menu and turn in my chair to face her, slowly lowering my hand to place it on top of hers, I lean in and whisper. “Riley is right. You’re too good for me. You’re too sweet.” I breathe, and her hair gently moves from my heated lament. “I want to do very bad things to you.”
Leah’s breath hitches and her fingers finally stop moving under my touch. “Please tell me you feel that too.”
If she’s referring to the sparks exploding like crackling wood in a fire, then I definitely feel it too. “This?” I ask quietly, squeezing her hands with mine.
She nods, and I lean in once more to whisper in her ear. Taking a quick glance down at her chest, I see it’s slowly heaving and she closes her eyes.
“Later, sweet Leah.”
Riley doesn’t say anything when I rush out of the restaurant. She catches me briskly walking out, slinging my jacket on, and moving out the door.
Shit, shit, shit! Oh, fuck. Damn. I almost dragged Leah into the bathroom like a caveman and had an Elsa
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