Mister Match (The Match Series Book 1) by Morris Catherine Avril

Author:Morris, Catherine Avril [Morris, Catherine Avril]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-12T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

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Adam waited for Lisa by the circular table near the hotel’s entrance. There was a huge vase of flowers centered on the table, and its tendrils kept reaching out and poking him in the ear, no matter where he moved or how much he swatted at the damn thing.

Probably just nerves.

He’d changed into dark slacks and a button-down shirt, and had laughed at himself for taking way longer than usual to choose which clothes to wear. He wanted to impress her, was the thing. He wanted her to be as attracted to him as he was to her. If that were even possible.

“I’m glad I brought something a little nicer to wear. I wasn’t sure I’d need it.”

He turned at the sound of her voice and actually caught his breath when he saw her, unable to speak for a moment as she approached with a little smile on her lips.

She wore a black dress that hugged her amazing curves, and heels that showed off her beautiful calves and ankles. He had to restrain himself from reaching out for her, just to touch her.

“You look lovely.” He smiled down at her, trying not to let the faint scent of her perfume—something spicy that inexplicably made him want to nibble at the place just below her earlobe—turn him into a babbling idiot. He pressed a kiss to her temple and then placed a hand at the small of her back to lead her out to the street. “The restaurant is just down at the corner.”

“Good, because I don’t think I could walk much farther in these shoes,” she joked. “I don’t usually have many chances to dress up.”

“That’s too bad. Dressed up looks amazing on you.” He held open the door for her to pass through first, and followed after her.

The air was thick with heat and humidity, and the street was filled with the noise, hustle and bustle of Friday evening traffic.

“I hope my makeup lasts to the corner,” Lisa mused as they walked.

Adam glanced at her, trying not to look down at her breasts, or her legs, all of which were just really working for him. “Why? Is it going to fall off, or something?”

She laughed, and he realized her smile was really working for him, too. “No, the heat might make my mascara run.” She shrugged. “Or something. I don’t even know. I don’t normally wear mascara. I guess I have no idea what might happen.” She laughed again.

He allowed himself to gaze at her for a moment, at her skin, smooth and olive-toned, at her big, gorgeous brown eyes. “You don’t need makeup. Your eyes are dramatic and dark without it. And your skin is beautiful. It’s so smooth and perfect.”

He was gratified to see her blush clear to her hairline, a slow tide of rose-pink. He felt his groin tighten. Good. I’m getting to you, just like you get to me.

“Um, thanks.” Her eyebrows drew together momentarily. “I guess.”

He smiled down at her. “It’s the truth.” They had reached the restaurant.

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