Brooks sat back at the table. "We'd like a few moments to order," he told Nicola. "Cambry has never been here before."
"Of course, of course. Welcome to my restaurant, Miss Cambry. I shall return," Nicola said before returning to the kitchen.
Turning to Cambry, Brooks held out one of the menus. "So," he said. "This is a Thai food restaurant, run by an Italian family, in America, which is probably why it's not very well known. But it is delicious."
Cambry laughed and accepted the menu. "Well, that would explain why I've never heard of it." She studied the menu for a few moments before deciding on a Thai chicken salad with a curried dressing. Just as she set the menu down on the table, Nicola returned. She figured he must have been watching them, waiting for when they were ready to order.
"What can I get you?" he asked, pulling a notepad and a pen out of his back pocket.
The rest of the evening flowed well and Cambry found that she really enjoyed Brooks' company. Not only was he handsome and funny, but she found that he was also charming and kind toward others; all of those were characteristics that she found attractive in a man. When they were done eating, Brooks drove them to an ice cream shop where they both ordered strawberry ice cream on sugar cones. As the evening wore to an end, Cambry realized that she hadn't enjoyed herself as much as she had with Brooks in a long time.
Eventually, though, he drove her to her apartment and walked her to her door. As she pulled her keys out of her purse, Brooks took them from her and unlocked the door and opened it for her. "I really enjoyed myself tonight," he said, before she walked into the apartment.
Cambry shyly looked down at her hands, which she held clasped in front of her. "I did too."
Brooks smiled and placed Cambry's keys back into her hand. However, instead of letting go, he wrapped both hands around hers. "I would like to see you again, if you're okay with that," he told her.
She looked into his eyes and nodded. "I'd love that." In her head, she was debating whether or not she should invite him in for a drink. Inviting him inside would imply that she wanted to take him to her bedroom. While that was certainly the truth, she didn't want him to think that she was the kind of girl who slept with guys on the first date on a regular basis. Jenae had told her she would make herself sparse that night in case Cambry wanted to invite him in, so at least she didn't have that to worry about.
While she argued with herself about what to do, Brooks leaned in, pausing inches from her mouth. Cambry pushed herself to him, meeting his lips. Her stomach was a bundle of nerves, but the way he kissed her made her melt. She immediately made up her mind. When they pulled away from each other, she looked into his eyes and said, "Would you like to come in?"
"Only if you're sure that's what you want," Brooks said, but the desire in his eyes told her that he wanted to as much as she wanted him to. Smiling, she took a hold of his hand and pulled him through her front door.
Chapter 3
Before she showed Brooks where her room was, Cambry headed into the kitchen and poured them each a drink. Knowing that she was about to put the moves on Brooks had her stomach doing flips, but not in a bad way. She was nervously excited and she wanted the alcohol to help calm her down.
Immediately she drained her cup, keeping her eyes on Brooks. He noticed and set his glass on her coffee table. "Are you all right?" he asked, placing both of his hands on her shoulders.
Cambry nodded. "Yes, I just don't normally invite a man into my apartment on the first date."
He nodded understandingly. "I can go if you want. We don't have to do this."
She met his eyes and saw that they were filled with concern. "I want to," she whispered after a moment.
Brooks smiled and took her cup, setting it next to his. He pressed his lips against hers, slowly parting them so that he could slip his tongue inside her mouth. She wrapped her hands around his neck and he placed his hands on her ass, lifting her up. As Cambry wrapped her legs around Brooks' waist, he carried her down the hallway. He broke away long enough to ask, "Which one is your room?"
"First one on the left," she said and he carried her into it. After he shut the door with his feet, Brooks walked to her bed and laid her down on it. She watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor by his feet. He reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, then pulled it up over her head. He growled in the back of his throat when he saw that she wore a white lace bra.
Smiling, Cambry sat up and reached behind herself so that she could unhook her bra. She watched Brooks' reaction as she pulled it off, revealing her breasts. Before she could drop it on the floor, he leaned over and began to lick one of her nipples. Cambry gasped and wrapped her hands into his hair.