weak, her heart race. He was being kind, thoughtful and she d been such a bitch.
She didn t deserve this. She didn t deserve him.
Clearing her throat, she forced the words out. Did you make dinner?
He laughed, the sound rich and inviting, and her panties grew damp. All because of his laugh.
Lord, she had it bad. I burn water. I ordered in. Your favorite.
Chan s? Their go-to for Chinese takeout. They both loved that place.
Nodding, he took her hand and led her to the table. It was set with her only placemats and her
favorite dishes, cloth napkins that matched the placemats folded atop the plates. A cluster of cream
candles burned in the center of the table, their wicks sputtering and flickering, and she turned to look
at him, the surprise she felt surely written all over face.
You did this all for me? Her voice squeaked, and she felt her cheeks heat. Embarrassment
flooded her that he would think of her like this and yet she had treated him shabbily.
Yes. He pushed the hair away from her shoulder, his fingers lingering on her bare skin. We
haven t spent much time together. I wanted to make tonight special.
Thank you. She went to him, stood on tiptoe and brushed a lingering kiss to his lips. I m
starved.
His eyes sparkled with interest. I ll bring dinner out.
He waited on her, bringing out plate after plate of steaming food, all of their favorites and she
figured he must ve spent a fortune. The food was excellent, she spent the first ten minutes just
consuming food, no time to talk. She couldn t remember the last time they had ordered from Chan s.
Austin acted like the perfect gentleman, asking her about work, and she poured her heart out,
giving him all the details of the last two weeks. She couldn t believe she d kept all of this from him,
had avoided him for so long. She d done it out of fear, afraid that things would be forever changed
between them and though they were, they still had this easy comfortableness together.
Yet she was aware of him as a man. A rather sexy man. The way his fingers wrapped around his
glass, long and tapered, smoothing up and down. Reminding her of how they had touched her, glided
over her skin, sunk deep inside her.
So not smart to go there. She squirmed in her chair, her panties growing damper by the minute, and
he caught her staring, his gaze snagging hers, a knowing look on his face.
I ve missed you, Michaela. His voice was soft, husky. But it sounds like things are crazy at
work.
They are. She paused and looked down, drawing her fork across her plate, playing with the
leftover rice. I ve been avoiding you, though. It s not all been work.
I know.
Michaela watched him, the way he slouched in his chair, his forearms resting on the edge of the
table. He looked delectable. He always did, no matter what. You didn t have to do all of this for
me.
I wanted to. He sat up straighter, his expression going serious. We need to talk.
Oh, God, here we go. She should tell him how she really felt. It would be easiest now, with the
table as some sort of barrier between them. She could spit it out and be done with it.
She only hoped he was receptive.
We do need to talk, she said. What happened between us at that club, it was crazy, you know?
And it kind of freaked me out, that we took it that far.
I figured. His expression was pained, as if he was prepared for the worst and the sight of it
tugged at her heartstrings.
The more I thought about it, though, the more I realized that it was exactly what I wanted. I
enjoyed it. And I want to do something like that again. Soon. She bit her lower lip so hard it stung.
With you.
He blinked, so slow she watched the long sweep of his lashes, could see the startled look in his
eyes. He looked completely natural tonight, his usually styled hair mussed, not a hint of the smudged
eyeliner he liked wearing when they went out, no jewelry, flashy clothing. Just him.
She liked it. She wanted to crawl into his lap, unbutton his shirt and press her lips to the center of
his chest. Smell him, taste him, absorb him, feel his arms close around her.
You want to do something like that again soon with me? What do you mean, like go to another
club?
Another club, or maybe Tom s again. Or maybe we can experiment at home with um, someone
else. She could not believe she just said that. And here she believed she was comfortable with her
newfound sexuality.
Her hot cheeks told her otherwise.
He cocked a dark brow. Do you have someone in mind?
If her skin could burst into flame, it would right at this very moment. No.
Liar. His murmured accusation was familiar, he d said it to her before. And he was right.
She shrugged, dropped her fork onto the plate with a loud clink. I don t think you d go for it.
His brow rose even higher if that was possible. That s intriguing. Now I have to know.
It s, um, Brad. Michaela ducked her head, not even wanting to look at him. Do you think Brad
would like to?
He was quiet for so long she had no choice but to look at him, peeking at him through her lashes.
Flabbergasted was the first word that came to her upon seeing his face.
Maybe this wasn t such a good idea.
Not only did she want to do it again but she wanted to bring Brad into the mix? That sounded like
the most insane thing he d ever heard, let alone considered.
Here he d showered gestures of love upon her, was fully prepared to even offer up the love word,
something he never ever said and she hit him with this.
Austin didn t know what to think.
See, I knew you wouldn t go for it. Her voice sounded muffled, as if she wanted to cry and he
glanced up just in time to watch her flee the table, headed straight for her room.
Running like she normally did. Shaking his head, he got up from the table and followed her,
smacking the door open that she d just closed.
She whirled upon him, her face flushed, her eyes wild. Get out. I need to change.
You want me to leave because you re changing your clothes? Babe, you used to strip in front of
me when you thought I wasn t interested. You stood around in your skimpy panties and lacy bra
talking to me as if I were made of stone. The only thing rock hard on me had been my cock.
He stood towering over her and focused on her chest, the way her breasts rose and fell with her
accelerated breathing. He wanted to touch them. Draw the dress over her head, rip the skimpy
material away from her breasts and suck a nipple into his mouth. I ve seen you naked, Michaela. I ve
seen you sweaty, I ve seen you touch another woman and I ve seen you suck another man s dick. And
you want me to leave because you need to change your clothes.
Austin. Her voice was weak, her hands flying up in a sign of agitation. You re angry with me.
I m not angry. He wasn t. He was fucking frustrated. And confused. Too many emotions swirled
within him, overwhelming him, and he didn t know what to say.
Brad. Why did it always come back to Brad?
Now you re the liar.
Her words were soft but they had bite and he sighed, ran a hand through his hair. What do you
want from me? Tell me exactly what you want from me.
She stared up at him, eyes wide, pretty pink lips trembling. She d already told him what she
wanted. She d made herself perfectly clear.
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