Gym Bodies (Hot Bodies Trilogy Book 1) by Elena Bruce

Author:Elena Bruce [Bruce, Elena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rogues Gallery Books, LLC
Published: 2020-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Annika

We went on another date on Thursday, and the result was much the same as the first one on Wednesday. I already knew that Daniel was far more than a pretty face and an amazing lover, but it was still delightful every time we sat and simply talked to remember how good of a conversationalist he was.

He was an excellent listener but not afraid to speak up and share about himself. He was smart and witty, and was as unafraid of sassing me back as he was comfortable being the butt of the joke.

That was another way (oh so many ways) in which Daniel differed from the Ex. The Ex had always claimed to like my wit, but as ten years of marriage dragged on toward its unsatisfying conclusion, I came to realize that he liked how witty I was because then, when he got the last word, it made him all the wittier by comparison. And he always had to get the last word.

With Daniel, though, he was content to let our banter go where it willed, and if that meant that I ended up getting in the final sally, it didn’t seem to bother him. I wondered briefly if this was the result of Daniel growing up with two sisters, but discarded that idea quickly.

The Ex had three sisters and a brother and he still didn’t know how to play nice with others. This had nothing to do with their upbringing, it was simply who they were as people.

If there was one difference between Wednesday’s dinner date and Thursday’s, it was that there was more overt flirting. We fully embraced the idea of dinner as foreplay, and in between normal conversation about our jobs, our dreams, and our views on life, we made frequent barely-veiled innuendos about everything we planned to do to each other that night.

The restaurant we’d chosen was another small bistro, dimly lit and on the louder side for nine o’clock on a Thursday night, but we’d been seated in a round booth toward the back, which allowed us to sit next to each other rather than across from each other, and provided something of a noise break between us and the rest of the restaurant.

Not that we necessarily needed the noise break. We sat close enough that all our comments could be whispered, and Daniel, he of the incredible bedroom whisper, took full advantage of that fact.

My hand found its way to Daniel’s knee early on in the meal and stayed there for more or less the rest of the night, squeezing and caressing up and down his muscular thigh as the mood struck me.

Every so often, my eyes would stray down to slight bulge in his jeans. Given how stiff the denim of his pants were, the fact that I could even see that much meant he was really hard for me. The anticipation this created in me made me shiver every single time.

And then dinner was done and we were on our way home, touching and kissing all the way back to the car.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.