have to bring my computer with me just in case they need me. We’ll start filming the day before New Years.”
“Ouch,” he cringed at her schedule. Well he could still make it work. He had Wi-Fi and plenty of room. She could do any conference calls she needed to do from his home. Maybe he could get her to stay a little longer, but he wouldn’t push it—yet.
They had three good weeks to get to know each other which meant he was going to have to make trips to Freeport to see her. He wanted to get to know her better, but he also wanted to make sure she would be comfortable enough with him not to change her mind on coming to stay with him. He would have told her she could book a room at the B&B but even for a small town they were already filled up at both of the B&Bs in town so she wouldn’t be able to get a room this late no matter what.
Dinner had been a nearly two hour event for them. He would admit he could have stayed there with her all night, but they were occupying a table that he was sure the wait staff would rather give to somebody else. He paid the bill even though Bethany offered to go Dutch. “I don’t do Dutch,” he had nearly growled those words. She had given a surprised apology. He couldn’t imagine why anybody would do that kind of date unless they were looking for an easy out. He thought things had been going well, but maybe he had been wrong.
He walked her to her car. She was once again parked a little too far off and the parking light overhead was out on this spot. She should have parked closer to the restaurant, but for the time they had dinner set he could see why she hadn’t. He was lucky to get the spot he found when he arrived and he had arrived a good ten minutes before her. They had offered to show him to a table but he had wanted to wait on Bethany. He didn’t want to be sitting by himself waiting if she wasn’t going to show up. It would be easier to walk out the front door than to do the shame walk through the restaurant.
“So,” they said at the same time.
“Sorry,” she smiled and held up her hand. “You go first.”
He should have gone first. He wanted to because his brain was telling him if she was going to walk away he wanted to be the one to do it first, but he yielded to her. “Ladies first,” he said with a low, non humorous tone.
“Okay. I would like to do this again tomorrow. May I come to you? Maybe you can show me what Shadow Ridge has that Freeport doesn’t.”
He felt his shoulders relax. “A beach for one thing,” he chuckled. “Yeah, I’d like that. I have to work.”
“Me too. But how about if I come midday and we just spend a few hours together? I can work around your schedule and if something happens and you need to leave me I can take my car so I won’t be in your way.”
“I don’t leave women by the roadside,” he winked. Leaving a woman middle of the date felt a lot like leaving her on the roadside. “I’ll be on call. I may have to excuse myself for a little while. But you know it doesn’t make sense to waste fuel. I think we can make it work.”
The bright smile on her lips reached her eyes too. “Good.” She stepped closer to him. For once he wished his stomach wasn’t in the way but it didn’t seem to stop her from making contact. She was weari ng heels so she didn’t have to do the tiptoe thing to reach his lips. She wasn’t short so he figured she wouldn’t have had to do that even if she were in flats. “Perfect actually,” she whispered against his lips before brushing them with her own smooth, plump flesh.
He couldn’t stop himself. He wrapped one arm around her small body and pulled her closer to him while his hand fisted her hair and his mouth deepened their tango. Her tongue danced with his, hungrily exploring just as much as he was exploring hers. All sorts of emotions rushed through him, but the most notable were the ones that had his erection pressing hard against the fabric of his boxer briefs and his