common or otherwise, were being shot to hell with every
step she took toward him. He stood practically unmoving as he watched her, enraptured, while hot desire surged
through his bloodstream.
She was dressed in a short dress that totally flowed over
her figure, emphasizing the gorgeous shape of her body as well as her long beautiful legs. His gaze lowered slightly to those legs. It had been hard to keep his eyes off them this morning, and it seemed this evening wouldn’t be any
different. She had the kind of legs any man would just love to caress and have wrapped around him.
He drew in a deep breath, not wanting to think such
thoughts but discovering he was hard-pressed to stop them from coming. Whether he liked it or not, he was undeniably attracted to Jayla Cole.
“Sorry I kept you waiting,” Jayla said when she came to a stop in front of Storm.
“You were worth the wait. Ready to go?”
“Yes.”
They took a cab over to the restaurant and Storm was glad he’d gotten the hotel to make reservations for him. The
place was packed. “Something smells delicious,” he
whispered to Jayla as a waiter showed them to their table.
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