Conned by Chloe Cole

Author:Chloe Cole [Cole, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: entangled publishing, Flaunt, Christine Bell, Chloe Cole, romance, sex, Mistaken Identity, friends to lovers, opposites attract, happily ever after, teacher, con artist, witness protection, bet, short story
Goodreads: 13489867
Publisher: Christine Bell
Published: 2012-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Half an hour later, they were seated at Zuppa di Mare, the best seafood eatery in town. It was only a few blocks from her house, and the walk had been lovely. He’d held her hand the whole way, using his thumb to caress her wrist.

Their candlelit table was nestled in a little corner alcove, and smooth jazz played softly in the background. The place definitely catered to couples, and Tuck had scored the best seat in the house. He’d just ordered a bottle of champagne along with two orders of lobster sautéed in butter. While they waited for their food to arrive, they drank the bubbly and chatted. He listened attentively as she talked about her family, his attention never straying from her.

One more point for Tucker Lamb.

She took another sip of the icy, crisp champagne, then noticed he was watching her.

“Can I pull your chair closer?”

The husky tone in his voice triggered the memory of another question he’d asked in that same tone.

“Can I put my mouth on you?”

Even the recording had almost made her knees buckle. She could only imagine what it would be like if he said it face to face in real life.

“Can I?”

She nodded dumbly, and he dragged her chair closer to his.

“Put your foot up.” This time he sounded more commanding, and her heart stuttered before it resumed pounding.

A thrill coursed through her as she glanced around the room. Surely no one could see them. Besides, there was a long cloth covering the table. She slipped off her heel and laid her foot on the cool leather of the seat across from her.

A moment later, her foot was encased in his big, warm grasp. At first he just squeezed lightly as they chatted, but as the conversation wore on, he began to trace his finger lightly over her instep up to her sensitive ankle, then back down again. She bit back a sigh of pleasure. He shifted to lay her foot on his thigh before he made his way up her calf, tracing her muscles, making shapes on her skin.

“Why don’t you come sit next to me?”

It wasn’t a question. His gaze burned into hers. Her nipples drew tight as she imagined what he would do once more of her was within his reach. She didn’t respond but stood to move beside him. He stood as well, shifting to allow her in.

She brushed past him and slid into the second large chair on his side of the table.

He sat beside her, laying his arm over the back of the seat, making small talk while absently caressing her shoulder. She tried to focus on what he was saying, but all she could think of was where he would touch her next. How far would he go here in public?

The waiter came back with their salads. As he placed hers on the table, Tuck’s warm hand closed over her knee and squeezed. She shot him a glance, but he appeared to be totally engrossed in what the waiter was saying about seasonal vegetables.

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