Perv(45)
“Always.” He brushed a lock of hair from her face.
“Will you be doing this with other people?” She held still as she asked.
Mason lifted her chin and looked deep into her eyes. “Never. As long as I’m with you, there will be no other women in my bed.”
She sighed and glanced around the room. “I wish we were there now. The last thing I want to do is drive home. You wore me out.”
Mason tweaked her cheek and stepped back. “You need your sleep. I kept you up too late.” He glanced at his watch. It was actually only ten. “Can I drive you home?”
“No. I need my car to get back here in the morning.” She cringed as she lowered herself to the ground.
Mason turned around and deposited the condom in a tall lined trashcan. He grabbed a tissue from the shelf behind the trash and cleaned himself up. Perfect. Handy.
“As much as I’d love to do this again up against the refrigerator, I’m going to pull my pants on and see you out before it turns into all night, and we both go to work with droopy eyes tomorrow.”
He wasn’t kidding. He could go for another round right now. He was that into her. She had a grip on his heart he couldn’t quite believe yet.
Instead, he dressed himself and helped her right her clothing. He grabbed the ribbons off the counter on the way out and walked her to her car. A sweet kiss on the lips, and he settled her in her car to watch her pull away before he groaned out loud and dragged his weary body to his Camaro.
Chapter Eleven
Jenna bounced in to work the next day with an extra pep in her step.
Mariel was there early and chuckled at Jenna’s good mood. “He was that good, huh?”
“Ah, so David told you about Mason.”
“Yep. I’m happy for you if he’s the one who put that smile on your face. Did he send the roses and chocolates also?” Mariel pointed at the two items on the counter. The ribbons were gone. Jenna shuddered to consider what Mason had in mind for them next time she saw him.
“Send isn’t a very accurate description since the roses were from my own fridge, and the chocolates came from next door. But yes.”
The day went by quickly, and at five o’clock Jenna got a text from Mason.
Got your number from Katy. I had a great time last night.
She nearly shit. That was all he said. She saved his number in her phone and replied.
Glad you’re so resourceful. Same here.
Jenna closed the shop and headed home. When she got there, Katy was sitting on the stoop outside her apartment. She had a grin on her face that said she knew at least some of the details.
“Wow, news travels fast,” Jenna said as she opened the front door.
“Yeah. Rafe called me from work this morning. He said Mason had taken you on a date last night. A date? Really?”
“Yes. If by date you mean dinner and a delicious fuck in the back of the store, then yes.”
“Are you serious?” Katy clapped her hands as they shut the front door. “He actually made love to you. That’s so romantic, and so not like him. Maybe he won’t disappoint you after all.”
“We’ll see. He did assure me that wasn’t his usual way of handling women. I’m not sure he isn’t humoring me.”
“Still, it’s progress. I’ve never known him to date any woman. He’s had subs at the club that he entertained himself with for brief stints each, but never anything long term.”
Jenna could only hope she wasn’t in over her head and setting herself up for disaster. “I’m cautiously optimistic.”
“Good. When are you seeing him again?”
“He didn’t say.” Jenna led the way to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of red wine from the counter. “Wine?”
“Of course.” Katy reached into the cabinet and pulled out a pair of glasses. “Hmm. So no plans for the next date.”
“Don’t read too much into it,” Jenna pleaded. “He’s figuring things out same as me.”
“Let’s go shopping,” Katy shouted.
Jenna leaned back. “Shopping. What on earth for? That’s so out of the blue.”
“Not if you’re shopping for fetishwear so you can impress your man for the weekend.”
“Ah. That.” The idea made Jenna nervous. She wasn’t sure she was ready for the intensity of the club.
“Scared?”
“Yes.” She set the wine down and twisted her hands in front of her. “What if I can’t live up to his standards?”
“Do you know how funny that sounds coming from you?” Katy laughed. “His standards? What if he can’t live up to yours?”
Jenna rolled her eyes. “Seriously? Did you just say that?”