Hush by E K Blair

Author:E K Blair [Blair, E K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780996397025
Publisher: E.K. Blair LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

With the goofy shirt Declan bought me crumpled on the bathroom floor, I finish the last of my makeup after a long shower. Walking into the bedroom, I can see Declan out in the living room sipping Scotch. He looks good as he waits on me, dressed in his usual look—a sleek designer suit, tailored to perfection.

I pick out a flattering navy shift dress that I purchased on my shopping trip with Davina. After I slip it on, I step into a pair of nude heels and join Declan. We then make our way down to the lobby where his roadster is waiting out front.

We drive through the night to Cité, an upscale restaurant that’s perched atop Lake Point Tower. We’re seated next to the windows, which provide stunning views of the lake and city, and Declan takes the chair right next to me instead of across the table.

He was right—this is a first for us. We’ve never been on a date, and then it hits me that I’ve never been on a date. Not a real one, not with a man I love. The thought causes me to smile and Declan takes notice.

“What’s that grin all about?”

“Nothing,” I tell him, feeling a bit juvenile.

“That’s not nothing behind those blue eyes of yours. Spill it.”

“You’re pushy, you know that?”

“I’m aware. And I’m waiting.”

“Fine,” I exhaust. “I was just sitting here, thinking . . . It’s really silly.”

“Humor me.”

“Aside from fallacies . . . this is my first date.”

“Ever?” he says in curiosity.

“Ever.”

He slips his hand under the table and places it on my thigh, giving me a gentle squeeze. We order wine and he insists on the Siberian caviar service, promising I’ll love it—and I do.

“You’re quite divergent, you know that?” I say, setting my wine glass down.

“Why’s that?”

“I remember you taking me to breakfast at that diner when I first met you. Stale coffee and pancakes.”

“The Over Easy Café does not have stale coffee,” he immediately defends, and I laugh, bantering, “Whatever you say. But, now, you have me here, drinking a bottle of wine that’s so expensive, it’s obscene.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I never said that; it’s just a contrast from the ‘not stale’ coffee and the hot dog you ate from the street vendor today.”

“So what would you prefer?” He leans closer to me and slips his hand back on my thigh.

“I like your contradictions,” I admit as he runs his hand under the hem of my dress. My body tenses and I shift my eyes around the room, wondering if anyone knows what’s happening under the table linens.

“You nervous?”

Giving him my attention, I ask, “You like making me nervous?”

“Yes.”

“Why?” My voice trembles when his fingers hit the lace of my panties and then he nudges against my thigh for me to uncross my legs—and I do.

“Because I like testing you,” he confesses, shifting my panties over. “To see how far you’ll let me push you.”

“When have I ever stopped you?”

“Never,” he whispers on a husky voice at the same time he shoves one of his fingers inside my pussy.

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