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Authors: Nancy Adams
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it’s dark. When I wake up, still dark.”
Jane laughed. “I know the feeling all too well.”
CHAPTER FOUR
“I don’t like the beach,” Jane objected as they sat on her couch. Her legs were tossed over his as Franklin flipped through the tv channels lazily.
“Who doesn’t like the beach?” Franklin scoffed as he looked down at her.
“People who don’t want to be picking up sand for weeks on end.”
The man shook his head. “Only you would hate the beach.” He kissed her forehead. “Live a little.”
“I’m living just fine, thank you very much.”
They had spent much of their Friday repeating the night before. Maybe because it was their last day together before the work week started back, they were stumped for what to do. Jane was perfectly happy on the couch, but Franklin refused to let that happen.
“It’s our first date, it should be something memorable,” he said as he continued to flip, the TV channels. “I don’t want our first date to be sitting on the couch.”
“Who said I wanted to go on a date with you?”
“Mm, who wouldn’t, Parkett?”
“You’re not that great, you know.” She said, sticking out her tongue at him.
“That’s not what you said last night. Or this morning….” He smiled, “I believe your exact words were ‘more’ and ‘don’t stop’.”
Jane grinned up at him. Despite what he said, she could now see that he was a lot more sentimental than he let on. To get her attention, he wrapped his arm around one of her slender legs, pulling her closer to his chest. She tried to hide a smile from him. He’d been talking about a date since the night before. While Jane liked the idea of it, the possibility was frightening. She hadn’t gone on a date in years: Grad school had been first in her mind, then the internship. Couple that with her bad luck of first dates and she wasn’t exactly eager to ruin what they had.
“Go get dressed. I’ve got an idea you’re going to love.” Franklin’s phone was in his hand, and he started intently at the screen, a wide grin on his face. “Go on,” he urged when she didn’t move.
“Can we please stay in?” Jane asked, sticking her lips out in a pout.
“What are you afraid you’re going to fall victim to my charm? Hate to break it to you, babe, but it’s a little too late for that.” Then he was kissing her, slow and intense. It made the blood sear in her veins, leaving Jane dizzy when he pulled away. “Go on. I’ll give you thirty minutes, Parkett. Then I’m coming in no matter how undressed you are.”
“You’re not really giving me an incentive to put on clothes.”
“It’ll give me something to peel off you later.”
She left the dining room, throwing a look over her shoulder to Franklin as She closed the door behind her. Picking out an outfit wasn’t easy. Since he’d already seen everything she’d had to offer, Jane wasn’t really worried about her body image. Instead, she wanted to look nice for him. Not frumpy Jane Parkett in work clothes and kitten heels. Jane wanted to surprise him: Make him lose his train of thought they same way Franklin did to her. “
The red skater dress was one of her favorites. It was mid length, flaring out just enough to accentuate her hips. Pairing it with a rose-gold belt and matching bracelets made it just dressy enough for a first date. Franklin knocked on the door just as she was swiping on a line of eyeliner. Her
Jane laughed. “I know the feeling all too well.”
CHAPTER FOUR
“I don’t like the beach,” Jane objected as they sat on her couch. Her legs were tossed over his as Franklin flipped through the tv channels lazily.
“Who doesn’t like the beach?” Franklin scoffed as he looked down at her.
“People who don’t want to be picking up sand for weeks on end.”
The man shook his head. “Only you would hate the beach.” He kissed her forehead. “Live a little.”
“I’m living just fine, thank you very much.”
They had spent much of their Friday repeating the night before. Maybe because it was their last day together before the work week started back, they were stumped for what to do. Jane was perfectly happy on the couch, but Franklin refused to let that happen.
“It’s our first date, it should be something memorable,” he said as he continued to flip, the TV channels. “I don’t want our first date to be sitting on the couch.”
“Who said I wanted to go on a date with you?”
“Mm, who wouldn’t, Parkett?”
“You’re not that great, you know.” She said, sticking out her tongue at him.
“That’s not what you said last night. Or this morning….” He smiled, “I believe your exact words were ‘more’ and ‘don’t stop’.”
Jane grinned up at him. Despite what he said, she could now see that he was a lot more sentimental than he let on. To get her attention, he wrapped his arm around one of her slender legs, pulling her closer to his chest. She tried to hide a smile from him. He’d been talking about a date since the night before. While Jane liked the idea of it, the possibility was frightening. She hadn’t gone on a date in years: Grad school had been first in her mind, then the internship. Couple that with her bad luck of first dates and she wasn’t exactly eager to ruin what they had.
“Go get dressed. I’ve got an idea you’re going to love.” Franklin’s phone was in his hand, and he started intently at the screen, a wide grin on his face. “Go on,” he urged when she didn’t move.
“Can we please stay in?” Jane asked, sticking her lips out in a pout.
“What are you afraid you’re going to fall victim to my charm? Hate to break it to you, babe, but it’s a little too late for that.” Then he was kissing her, slow and intense. It made the blood sear in her veins, leaving Jane dizzy when he pulled away. “Go on. I’ll give you thirty minutes, Parkett. Then I’m coming in no matter how undressed you are.”
“You’re not really giving me an incentive to put on clothes.”
“It’ll give me something to peel off you later.”
She left the dining room, throwing a look over her shoulder to Franklin as She closed the door behind her. Picking out an outfit wasn’t easy. Since he’d already seen everything she’d had to offer, Jane wasn’t really worried about her body image. Instead, she wanted to look nice for him. Not frumpy Jane Parkett in work clothes and kitten heels. Jane wanted to surprise him: Make him lose his train of thought they same way Franklin did to her. “
The red skater dress was one of her favorites. It was mid length, flaring out just enough to accentuate her hips. Pairing it with a rose-gold belt and matching bracelets made it just dressy enough for a first date. Franklin knocked on the door just as she was swiping on a line of eyeliner. Her
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