Chapter Five
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Dewi
I couldn’t take my eyes off her face as she brought the fork up to her lips, slipping the bite of lasagne into her mouth and chewing softly.
She had thought of it all. Even down the cutlery, part of me wanted to ask what else she had in that giant bag of hers but I didn’t, i was to busy watching the way she chewed. The way she parted her lips to take each bite and dreaming of the day when something else would part her lips again.
The very thought made me swell uncomfortably in my suit pants.
“Dewi?” Her voice broke through the daydream and I had to physically shake myself.
“Sorry, yes?” I brought my attention back to her, concentrating on the here and now and not on the past and the way her lips had felt wrapped around me.
And not on the future either.
We wouldn’t have a future if I didn’t pull myself together.
“Do you not like it, you have barely touched your food.” She motioned with her fork. A blush hearing her cheeks. She was playing it cool but I knew she had caught me staring.
And it wasn’t the first time either. I really did have to try harder.
“It’s very good.” I took a bite enthusiastically and she bit at her lip. Rolling it between her teeth . It was pure Amelia, that little nervous habit. “Will you have dinner with me?” The words left my mouth before I could stop it. Her biting her lip had done it.
I needed her to love me again and not look at me like I was a stranger. It was hell.
“Pardon me?” Her fork was hovering over her plate, the food on it forgotten as we stared at each other over the glass and chrome.
“Dinner, will you do me the honour of having dinner with me on Friday night?”
She flushed, moving slightly in her seat. “Why?”
I shrugged, that was a loaded question. Because she was my mate and being apart from her was killing me was the honest answer but I couldn’t tell her that. “Why not? You were nice enough to bring me lunch and I would like to repay the favour. Plus I find you quite charming.”
“Quite charming.” She spluttered, only bringing her hand to her mouth in the nick of time.
“Not to mention beautiful.” I added, I could be charming when I wanted to be , the old Amelia had fallen for it once, this version of her would as well.
“I don’t think that would be proper…” Another bite of her lip, and I bit back a groan. What would I do to suck on that lip again? To draw it into my mouth. To kiss her again, taste for just a second her again.
Seeing her without being able to hold her was the sweetest torture.
“Maybe not, but what better way to get to know me and my companies then to spend time with me Ami?”
She paused , as if she was giving my words some serious thought. “I was actually going to speak to you about being more open about your life, more approachable…”
I smiled. Maybe this was going to be easier than I thought.
“What better way then to agree to dinner wit me then?” I waited with baited breath as our eyes met.
“It would be for business.” She Finally said . “Not a date.”
Spreading my hands wide, I leant back against the leather. “Not a date.”
It was definitely a date.
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