Thursdays in Savannah by Olivia Gaines

Thursdays in Savannah by Olivia Gaines

Author:Olivia Gaines
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: interracial, chick lit, women's fiction
Publisher: Olivia Gaines
Published: 2014-05-16T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nineteen

Friday arrived and Savannah opted for a loose fitting black skirt, a lavender silk top, and a pair of comfortable shoes. She wore the skirt, along with crotchless undies, in case Jesse needed quick access.. Her need for him was bad. Her body was juiced up so she changed her underwear. It would be embarrassing to leave wet spots of her nectar wherever she sat.

He arrived at six on the dot, dressed in khakis and a red button down shirt. He looked as sexy as ever. She invited him in but he refused and escorted her downstairs to his truck. The crimson colored Ford F-150 had been washed, detailed, and shined up for the evening. The snarky side of her wanted to ask if he had his own car or if he just liked driving the company vehicle.

“I missed you, Jesse,” she said as she slid into the passenger seat, making sure she allowed her breast to graze his arm.

“I missed you as well, Savannah,” he added as he closed the door and walked around the vehicle. It was going to be a tough night, but Jesse had a plan. He was going to stick to it. Now, if he could just keep his boner from banging up against the steering wheel, he could get through this night. One touch was all it took from her and his body went ape shit. The skirt was making it worse. Focus, Jesse, focus.

“What is that scent you are wearing?” he asked after placing the vehicle in gear and maneuvering the truck into traffic.

“It’s called Night Stalker,” she told him, taking a small bottle out of her bag that was labeled the Pilgrim Soap Company.

Savannah smelled good enough to lick, eat, and swallow whole. She lifted the hem of her skirt and the scent of her ambrosia sweet nectar wafted up to his nose. Her body was ready and calling to him like a siren luring sailors to their deaths. I don’t believe it, my shit just got harder. Focus, Jesse, focus. “I like it. I smelled it on you before. It’s sultry.”

They arrived at the Olive Garden and were seated right away. Jesse had been craving chicken marsala and liked the way they prepared it. Savannah opted for the appetizer of calamari and suggested they share. The dinner ticket with drinks only came to $31 and some change and Jesse was pleased. That was the cheapest he had ever bought dinner out for two people, especially on a date.

“I learned that trick several years ago. Order an appetizer and a meal, then split the food. It cuts down on the cost of eating out,” she said with a smile.

Jesse was now getting a real understanding of how she had lived her life, skimping and cutting as many corners as she could to save a dime. The thoughtfulness was appreciated and her considerateness didn’t end there. At the movie theater, she showed her faculty pass, which reduced the cost of her movie admission, saving him more money.



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