used her index finger to draw circles on the warm skin of Grant‟s wrist. “I
like distracting you. In fact, I don‟t want to stop.”
His eyes flew open and the brows above them arched so high it looked almost
painful. He gulped. “I‟d love to. You have no idea how much I‟d love to. But don‟t you
think this is moving a little fast?”
Celeste smiled a little. There was the Grant she knew, honorable to the core.
“Maybe. But when you know, you know. And I feel like I know you. There‟s been
something between us since the moment we met. Tell me I‟m wrong.”
Grant stared into her eyes and Celeste thought for a moment that he was looking
into her soul. “Yes, sweet Celeste. I‟ve felt something between us. But there are things
you need to know, things I need to tell you…”
Celeste stopped stroking his arm and used her finger to shush him. “I know
everything I need to know about you for tonight. You‟re kind, honorable, a gentleman.
Everything else I can learn later.”
Grant closed his eyes and groaned as she started tracing his lower lip with her
finger. “Wait, baby…” he groaned.
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His protest was weak at best and Celeste had to stop her smile from becoming
openly celebratory. He was putty in her hands and now it was time to twist the knife a
little. Not a lot. She didn‟t want to hurt his feelings. Just to make him feel a little of the
confusion she‟d felt for the last several days.
“Grant…this is difficult for me to say.” She tried to make her expression look
innocent and waited until he opened his eyes and looked at her. She lowered her voice
in case anyone was close enough to hear. “I‟ve learned some new things lately that I
like…in the bedroom. And I want to do them with you.” It was a good thing that being
embarrassed about what she was saying was a normal reaction because she couldn‟t
have stopped her blush if her life had depended on it.
“Learned some new things where?” Grant‟s voice was hoarse and edged with
desire. He had to clear his throat before he could get the whole thing out.
Celeste made herself hesitate before answering. “Let‟s just say I read them
somewhere.”
Grant breathed hard and leaned back in his chair. The air felt cooler when he wasn‟t
invading her space any longer. She arched her foot and ran it up his calf for added
incentive. She could see his confusion written all over his face. Excellent. Best not to
give him too much more time to think about it, though. She wanted him to think she
was planning on reenacting their hot text messages. And as far as he knew, she was
reenacting them with another man. She would eventually reveal that she knew he was
her mystery guy, she just wanted him to sweat a little longer.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the last of the other diners leave the restaurant.
It was now or never. “So what do you say, Grant? Should we go home together?”
Grant looked torn and then seemed to make up his mind. He stood from his chair
and came around to pull hers out. He leaned down so that he was speaking directly in
her ear. “It would be my pleasure, sweet Celeste.”
Celeste laughed as she stood. “Well, not all yours, I hope.”
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Grant laughed as he pulled money out of his wallet and left it on the table as tip.
Celeste added generous to her mental list of Grant‟s attributes. He grabbed her hand
and pulled her behind him to the door. They said polite thank yous to the waitstaff and
walked hand in hand, in silence, through the parking lot. Grant opened her car door
and then pinned her against the side of the car.
“Please allow me to rephrase my earlier statement. It will be all my pleasure to
make sure that you have more pleasure than you can stand.”
Celeste‟s breath was coming fast and hard, her heart galloping. His lips were
grazing all over her face and neck. She felt his tongue tickle her pulse point as he spoke
to