“Jennifer, did you really think I would ever forget you? You are even more beautiful than I remembered,” he whispered, holding my wrists gently.
“I never forgot about you either. I thought you were absolutely gorgeous. The most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on,” I blurted out then I felt myself blushing profusely.
His pupils enlarged as he looked into my eyes.
“Jennifer, stop it! You are embarrassing me! I remember thinking that you were an absolute stunner. It’s your dark brown eyes they are so warm and gorgeous. I also had some very explicit thoughts about you. Especially when you bent over behind the bar!” he grinned at me winking.
“I wish I hadn't knocked you back, Zack.”
“Me too. I went back in a few times to find you but I never saw you again. The guy behind the bar said you had left.”
Wow! He came back to see me!
I had just been accepted into the police and I was undertaking my training just after I left the bar. What would have happened if I had been there when he came back in? We will never know I suppose.
I lifted my chin, staring into his eyes as I rubbed my finger over his wedding band. His hand felt warm in mine.
“Well, beautiful Jennifer, fate has brought us together once more. We will have to see where it takes us this time.”
He reached up and touched my cheek gently. It was a sweet gesture and I held his hand to my face, enjoying the feeling of his skin on mine. I could smell his sexy spicy aftershave. My heart pounded erratically in my chest. We looked into each other’s eyes. Moments passed as we stood staring at each other.
His eyes held my gaze as something unexplainable passed between us. I kissed his soft palm and the ends of his fingers. A warm flush spread over his handsome face. He moved closer to me as heat radiated off our bodies. Zack stared at me intensely. His hand stroked the nape of my neck. I moaned softly. He pulled me towards him and our lips touched. I closed my eyes as my heart beat wildly. He gently kissed me with his soft lips. His tongue slowly explored my mouth. It felt like heaven. He tasted so good. My breasts throbbed and grew heavy. I touched his warm neck, pulling him into me. My fingers enjoyed the feel of his lovely skin.
His phone rang, interrupting the intense moment between us. He pulled back from me and took his phone from his jeans pocket. We were both panting. I looked down to his crotch and I could see the start of his arousal. A familiar dull ache throbbed between my legs.
“Zachary Cole,” he growled into it.
He had a short tense conversation, hanging up quickly. His eyes never moved from my face. I stared at his sensuous mouth.
“Sorry about that, Jennifer. That sort of spoilt the moment there, didn’t it?”
“God, I’m so nervous, Zack. I feel like a teenager! Shall I make us some lunch?” I asked him turning away.
“That would be lovely, thanks. I’m nervous too, Jennifer, but there’s no rush. When the time is right for us we will know,” he whispered, hugging me from behind.
His lips brushed my neck as he wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his erection. My heart thudded heavily.
“I will get us something fizzy to drink,” he whispered.
Zack disappeared down to his cellar. I realised that I could have a drink as the twins didn’t need collecting later. It would hopefully relax me a bit too. My nerves seemed to jangle in my body as we tentatively edged closer and closer to each other.
He reappeared a few moments later with a chilled bottle of Prosecco. Zack opened it like a professional and poured us a glass each.
We sat down and enjoyed our lunch together. He was really great company. Zack and I laughed about stupid things and I finally relaxed.
“When are you planning on doing any work then, Mr Cole?” I teased him.
“Well, I don't know if I can be bothered now,” he laughed, checking his beautiful watch.
“I suppose you are the boss. There is no one to give you a good telling off!”
“True. Cheers, Jennifer!”
After another bottle of Prosecco, we were cracking jokes. I felt so happy in his company. I wished he would take more hooky days so I could hang out with him.
“Well, what shall we do now, Jenny?” he asked as his bright blue eyes sparkled mischievously.
“What about a game of snooker?”
“Good idea. I haven’t played for ages.”
We headed into the games room. Zack set up the snooker table as I admired him from behind.
“Are you staring at my butt, Miss Black?” he asked me, not turning around.
He knew I was checking him out and he let me. I watched as he chalked up a cue in an erotic way. Turning around, his tongue darted out to wet his lips. He blew the chalk off the end of the cue as my pulse raced.