"We can do all three. I'll take you somewhere to eat.
Somewhere nice. Then we can go dancing. I really want to dance with you. Then we can end our night with a walk down the beach."
Oh wow. Yes. Yes. Yes. I nodded again.
"Then let me go get ready and you do the same. I'll meet you back right here in an hour. Is that enough time?"
"Yes"
Marcus dropped his hand from my neck and stepped back.
He gave me one last bone melting smile before turning to disappear into his room. I fantasized about following him in there. Watching him change. What would his stomach look like completely bare? The tiny peek I'd gotten was mouthwatering. I could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
"Low, were'd you put my favorite jeans?" Cage broke the spell. I spun around and headed for the closet where I'd hung up his jeans. Crazy boy couldn't find anything.
I pulled the jeans off the rack and handed them to Cage.
"Right in front of your face," I said handing them to him.
"Thanks babe. Look I gotta date. Probably won't be in until late. You stay here. After that crap Tawny pulled on you this morning I want you here."
I nodded. He jerked his jeans on and I went back to the closet to find the few things of mine I'd hung up.
"Where you going?" he asked as he tugged on his boots.
"I don't know yet. Out with friends."
It wasn't that I didn't want to tell him about Marcus because I really did. I wanted to say 'look here I guess he doesn't think of me as slumming it' but I didn't. Telling Cage would worry him. Possibly make him get all jealous. I was never sure with Cage. But I wanted Cage to stay out all night. I didn't want him coming home and ruining my night with Marcus. I kept my mouth shut.
Cage came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Be safe. Call me if you need anything! And don't drink too much."
"I'll be sober and home early and safely tucked away in bed," I promised.
Cage smacked a loud kiss on my cheek, "That's my girl," he released me and left the closet.
"I'm out. If I don't show up until in the morning don't worry," he started for the door as I walked out of the closet then stopped, "But call me if you need me."
"I promise you, I'll call if I need you." He grinned at me then finally left the room. I glanced over at the clock. I had forty five minutes left. I needed to shave, paint my toenails and wax a few other areas. Throwing a few items to choose from on the bed I grabbed my toiletry bag and headed to the bathroom.
Chapter Ten
Marcus
She looked like she'd been dipped in chocolate and damn if I didn't want a bite. The meal we'd eaten didn't touch the craving Low had ignited in me with the little number she was wearing tonight. I opened the truck door as she stepped out and didn't stand back. I wanted to get her down. Letting her body press up against mine while I lowered her was almost good enough to curb my need to touch her. The short silky sundress hugged her chest creating some killer cle**age and a tiny waist. Then it flared out at the hips and floated around her until it stopped mid thigh. All night I'd wondered if I blew hard enough would the dress fly up in back.
"Thank you," she whispered staring up at me as her feet touched the ground. I knew this was the part where I let her go and stepped back but I didn't like that idea. Instead I kept my hands on her waist. The tips of my thumbs barely grazed the underside of her boobs and damn if the way her eyes widened at the innocent touch didn't make me hot.
"You remind me of those chocolate covered strawberries we had for dessert," I admitted. Her cheeks turned a pretty rose shade and a small smile touched her lips.
"How so?"
"Well," I ran my hand up her side being careful not to touch her breast then traced the low neckline of the dress barely grazing the smooth skin just above her cle**age. "This dress is the same color as that chocolate and you look absolutely edible in it."
She caught her bottom lip between her teeth reminding me of our kiss earlier.
"If I kiss you now Low, we'll never make it inside. I don't trust myself. And I really want to dance with you," I whispered taking a step back and moving my hand to her lower back then steering her toward the entrance. I could feel her erratic breathing against my palm.
Opening the door to the Hurricane Port, I knew Rock and the crew would be here. Jackdown was playing here tonight. I'd debated keeping Low all to myself and going toward Pensacola to go dancing or bringing her here, where my friends were. I decided I wanted them all to know we were out together. I didn't want any question in anyone's mind, especially Krit, that she was indeed off limits. We might not be exclusive, yet, but I knew if they all saw her with me that Preston, Krit and even Dewayne would know to back off. Where Cage's stupid declaration wouldn't scare them off, loyalty to me would.
"Do you want to go sit with everyone or would you rather get a table by ourselves," I asked leaning down to speak in her ear so she could hear me over the noise.
"Doesn't matter to me."
"It doesn't matter to me either. I intend to keep you on that dance floor wrapped up in my arms most of the evening so where we sit is pointless."
She turned her head causing her lips to almost brush against mine. Her warm breath bathed my mouth and I couldn't stop myself. I slid my lips against hers licking her bottom lip just the way I'd fantasized about doing when I'd watched her eat the chocolate strawberries. Immediately she opened her mouth to me and her tongue touched mine cautiously until I groaned and pulled her closer up against me. Her mouth was sweeter than anything I'd ever tasted.