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What Happens In Vegas.... Doesn't Always Stay There(40)
Author: Terry Towers

“Do you want me to send up dinner?”

“Okay.”

Stepping back from her, he pulled his mobile phone out of the inner pocket of his black leather jacket and he dialled. “One minute,” he mouthed to her.

Nodding she turned away from him to look back out onto the Manhattan skyline. She’d been in a few buildings that had taken her up to the twentieth floor or so, but she was always behind a window. There was nothing like feeling the breeze tickle her skin as she took in the view.

“They’ll be up in a few minutes.”

She spun around. “It’s already cooked?”

He nodded. “And was just waiting for me to call.” He extended his hand to her. “Come on. I have something I want to give to you.”

“Something to give to me?” She accepted his hand and allowed herself to be led over to the table. He pulled out her chair and once she was seated he reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a long narrow jewelry case.

“Now, it’s nothing special. But I wanted to get you a little something.”

Her eyes widened as she stared at the box and accepted it with trembling hands. Alex rarely bought her anything. And certainly never surprised her with presents. It made this extra special.

She gingerly opened the case and her grin became so wide it almost hurt her face as she looked down on a sweet gold necklace with two entwined hearts.

“I’m not sure if your taste…”

“I love it!” She lifted her hair and waited for him to remove the necklace and carefully place it around her neck. Once on she fingered the delicate gold chain. “Thank you.” Grabbing the lapels of his jacket she pulled him down and in for a kiss.

Just when the kiss began to get heated, the sound of a door opening interrupted them. She pulled back from him, but wasn’t quite ready to leave the warm circle of his arms. A waiter appeared with a large silver platter hoisted on his shoulder.

“Good evening.”

“Evening.” She sat down as she watched the waiter set up the table. The delicious smell of salmon drifted to her nose. It looked and smelled amazing. She could barely wait to dig in. The only thing she’d had to eat all day was the partial ham and cheese sandwich Dane had given her earlier in the day.

~*~*~*~

~ Graham ~

Graham could feel her eyes on him as he looked down at his salmon and speared the last piece. She’d been looking at him when she thought he wouldn’t notice for close to ten minutes. It appeared she had something to say, but was mulling over the best way to say it.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting his gaze, he kept his stare on her until she was forced to lift her eyes to meet his. “What’s on your mind?”

She caught her glossed lower lip between her teeth and a rosy blush touched her cheeks.

“Nothing.”

He cocked a brow up at her and smiled. “Oh, come on. It can’t be that bad.” He hoped now that they’d spent the day talking – among other things, and getting things straight between them.

There shouldn’t be any insecurities on either side.

She lifted her eyes again, to meet his. “It’s not bad. It’s good.”

He chuckled softly and leaned forward, bracing his elbows on the table edge. “Then I think you have to tell me, I can always use some good.”

“It’s just…” She looked around and out toward the Statue of Liberty and shrugged. “This is so perfect. I’ve never had anyone do anything like this for me before. How can you be such a perfect man?”

He laughed. “Years of doing everything wrong with everyone else.”

The rosy hue of her cheeks deepened. “I’m glad you got it right for me.”

“Besides, I would hardly say perfect. I did marry a woman who really didn’t want to be married to me, what idiot does that?”

She tentatively raised her hand. “Does being in your wedding dress a half-hour before your wedding compare?”

He laughed again. “That’s close.”

“Uh-huh. It wasn’t until I met you that I realized just how many things were wrong.”

“He was your first boyfriend, give yourself a little slack.”

She sat back in her chair and tapped her lower lip with her index finger. “Yeah, that’s right. If I hold off, the next one might be even better.” A saucy grin spread across her lips and a mischievous gleam emerged in her eyes.

Placing his fork on his plate he pushed his chair back from the table and sat back, crossing his arms over his chest and eyeing her, attempting to paste a serious look on his face. “Is that so?”

“Perhaps. They do say three times a charm.”

“May I interject that you did go on a date with Dane in Vegas.”

“But that was a date, nothing serious.” She leaned forward, waiting for a response. He could see the delight she was getting from the banter.

He waved his hands out and shrugged. “Guess that means I might as well be going so you can move on to number three.” It was getting harder to force the smile from his face. He made a show of getting out of his chair. She was out of hers like a bolt of lightning and urging him back down.

Sitting, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto his lap so she was straddling him. As she moved to reposition herself, her short black skirt inched up until it was bunched up around her waist.

“I was just teasing.” She slipped her arms over his shoulders, lacing her fingers behind his neck.

He allowed himself to grin. “I know.” Sliding his hand up and around her neck he gave the tie holding the top up a tug and the fabric slid down her body, exposing her bare breasts. The cool air caused a shiver to race through her body and her nipples immediately tightened into hardened peaks.

“What if someone comes?” She leaned into him and rubbed her pelvis against his groin, and was rewarded by a low groan as his dick began to thicken under her.

“No one is allowed up here. The waiter will come once I call him. We’re perfectly alone.”

She leaned into him, kissing the side of his neck and placing a string of kisses up his neck until she reached his lips. “I’ve never done it on the roof of a skyscraper before.”

He chuckled, slipping his hand to the back of her head and urging her lips closer. “Then I think we need to fix that.”

She smiled as their lips touched. The taste of wine was still fresh and sweet on his lips.

Nipping at his lip, she tugged and then sighed as he kissed her with more force and passion. His tongue slipped past her parted lips in search of hers as her hands slid down his chest to his belt buckle, undoing it. As her fingers began to work on his pants, his lips pulled away from hers and he began kissing his way down her neck and across her collarbone.

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