Patrick approached the table and
cleared the salad plates. She hadn’t even been paying attention to the food.
But they’d both finished most of the delicious salad and had put their forks
down. “Your entrees are almost ready. Mrs. Cole has prepared the salmon to your
specifications.”
“Thank you,” Marcus said.
“Salmon?” Jacqueline smiled. “That’s what I ordered the
first night we had dinner together. You remembered?”
“I recall telling you my friend’s wife was a chef and could
do some amazing things with that particular fish.” He took her hand again. “I
remember everything about you, darling. That’s what I was trying to tell you.
You left an impression on me that was hard to ignore. I almost didn’t hire you
as my assistant.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“I was afraid you’d make me forget all the reasons I didn’t
date students. I wasn’t sure I could maintain any resolve when it came to you,
but I couldn’t resist you. I had to get to know you, even if it was just on a
professional basis.”
“What changed?”
“You showed up at that bar and I knew you were more than my
research assistant. Your unassuming approach intrigued me. You were appropriate
and engaging, but you didn’t throw yourself at me.”
“That’s not my style.” She giggled because she’d done
nothing but throw herself at him since arriving at the inn. “Not before here
anyway.”
“All bets are off this weekend.”
The desire in his eyes made her stomach flip.
“I just wanted you to know you’ve changed things for me. I
never even considered pursuing a relationship with one of my students – not
even a former student. You’re the exception to my rule.”
“I feel special.”
“You’re very special to me.” He stroked the inside of her
wrist with his fingertips. “That’s why I brought you here. I wanted to
commemorate your graduation but I also wanted to really begin our relationship.
I don’t want to hold back anymore. I need you to see how much you mean to me. I
want to show you.”
Chapter
Four
After an absolutely amazing dinner, they walked up to their
suite hand in hand. Jacqueline’s heart pounded with anticipation. She’d waited
literally years for this moment. When she first met him she didn’t believe
they’d become intimate, but she’d always fantasized about him. He’d been the
subject of her dreams for quite some time. Now she felt a nervous rumble in her
stomach because it seemed her longing for him was about to be fulfilled. She
would finally know what it was like to be his.
Marcus opened the door and guided her inside. Someone had
come in and illuminated the room with white pillar candles. They glowed around
the suite making it look even more inviting than when they had gone downstairs
for dinner.
“Wow,” she whispered as she looked around the room. “This is
stunning.”
“Elyse said she would turn down the bed and add a little
more romance.”
“It looks like a dream. This is a lot more than a little.”
Her eyes were drawn to the king sized bed. Jacqueline couldn’t help but imagine
what it would be like to crawl into bed with him. The silk sheets were turned
down and all of the throw pillows were neatly placed on the window seat. On the
nightstand were two bottles of water nestled in an ice bucket.
“The only dream I see here is you.” He pushed her hair to
the side exposing her neck to him. “I can’t stop staring at you… or touching
you…” His words trailed into kisses along her collarbone.
“I don’t mind.” She had wanted to be the object of his
desire for so long.
A loud clap of thunder rattled the windows just as a crack
of lightening lit up the large window. Jacqueline jumped back and stumbled into
Marcus. Feeling stupid, she tried to move away from him but he wouldn’t let
her.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his lips to
the side of her neck. “I’ve got you. There’s nothing to be afraid of
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