Free Romance: Dedication - A Workplace Romance (Dedication Series, Romance, Contemporary Romance Book 1) by Nancy Adams

lips. As he licked it away, Franklin purposefully caught Jane’s eye. “You better stop that before we get into trouble,” she giggled.
                  “I like getting into trouble, Parkett. Can’t you tell?”
                  “I can.” One of her hands found it’s way to rest on his shoulder, her fingers curling around the strong muscles she felt there. “Now, get me drunk and well fed so I can take you home and do a host of naughty things to you.” The last bit was said in a soft whisper, right into Franklin’s ear. The little shiver of anticipation she felt run through him made her want to howl triumphantly. Jane had never been shy when it came to sex with boyfriends...It was the one thing she knew she could get right. Hell, the only reasons her relationships lasted as long as they did was because of the sex. Why else would a guy put up with her constantly busy schedule.
                  With Franklin, she felt completely at ease. Almost. There were still some doubts that, at any given moment, he’d change back into the rude and aggressive McKinnon. Whatever way he’d looked at her before, the affection in his eyes now was nearly enough to make her forget that she’d ever disliked him.
                  Maybe people really could change?
                  “Okay next round,” Franklin said, snapping Jane out out her thoughts. Franklin held a piece of pork up to her lips. It looked succulent and juicy. At his bidding, she opened her mouth, allowing him to feed her the morsel.
                  “Oh, my god.” The words came out as a breathy moan, one that Jane was too blissed out to care about. “This is amazing. We have to get more!” Everyone else at the table had similar looks of joy: Hardly anyone had even touched the beer.
                  Franklin picked up the little card that came with the tasting, “It’s roasted pork belly, with a hoppy IPA.” The beer came next, a light amber color, and just a bit bitter for Jane’s liking.
                  “The food gets an A+, the beer, I’m thinking a solid C…”
                  “Are you serious? This entire dish is great,” The look Franklin gave her made Jane laugh. In fact, they were all smiles and laughter until the last course was whisked away. By that time they’d gotten just enough alcohol in them to be a little tipsy. Jane held on to Franklin after he paid their bill, walking them out into the night with his hand pressed firmly against Jane’s backside.
                  “Okay, so you don’t like IPA’s, you love porters. And you don’t like chicken…” He shook his head. “How the hell do you not like chicken, Parkett?”
                  The woman groaned loudly, “It’s not that I don’t like chicken. Its cheap, and in grad school I’d buy it in bulk and it eat with every meal. I’m tired of chicken.” She held up her hands at his widened eyes, “But that fried chicken, fritter thing was pretty tasty. With that sauce…”
                  “That was pretty great,” Franklin remarked after a pause. “I mean the entire night too, not just the food.” Jane felt warmth spread through her body: He’d had fun with her, in public! Rejoicing at a first date gone right seemed a bit premature, but Jane was too tipsy to care. She wrapped an arm around Franklin’s waist, hugging him close.  breathing in the spicy lemon scent that she now knew came from a bar of expensive looking soap.
                  “I had fun. Where to next?” She didn’t want the night to end. He’d have to leave in the morning. After that it was back to work, and she didn’t want to think about how things would be at the office.
                  “Well, Parkett, I happen to have a sweet tooth: How about cupcakes?” She followed his gaze to a cupcakery a little ways up the street. The powder