Ch 5: The Promise
508 Words
When the car came to a stop next to Lisa’s building, a part of Gabriel desperately wanted to say something as cliché as “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” but he refrained from doing so. He wasn’t one to beg for a woman’s time or attention… never had to, never will.
“I had a nice time today,” she told him, flashing a smile his way.
He was about to say something about Mary when she added, “Yes, despite the scene with the beautiful brunette.”
“She’s all in the past.” He felt the need to tell her, deadpan.
Lisa giggled making him frown. “Past, present, future… who am I to judge you? I’m not your woman.”
Yes, Gab, she’s not your woman, he reminded himself. You don’t have to make excuses.
He only gave her a fake smile in return, for deep down he wanted her to be his.
Before she exited the car, just after releasing the safety belt, she leaned in and gave his cheek an open-mouthed kiss which was more sensual than the kiss they had shared in the club somehow.
She’s such a tease, he inwardly groaned.
“A tease, me?” She laughed.
His eyes bulged. Oh damn, he had said that out loud.
He was about to apologize when she kissed him on the lips this time around. Her tongue licked his lower lip, asking for entrance and she was allowed in. Their tongues battled together in a sexy dance of domination.
No one won.
But this was not about winning or losing. This was about getting to know one another.
“Here,” she told him as she let her forehead rest on his, “I didn’t leave you too dissatisfied, I hope.”
“You only ignited the fire even more.” He grumbled shamelessly.
“Men!” She laughed. “Well, sorry, but I’m not one to drop my panties at the drop of a hat… and certainly not after a first date.”
“After how many?” He asked stiffly, while trying but failing to hide his hard-on.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged, “You’ll have to woo me before you bed me. Can you do that Mr. Ferreira?” She winked at him.
“My name won’t be Gabriel Ferreira if I don’t have you in my bed by the end of the month,” he promised.
“Confident much?” She giggled, “we’re the 12th already.”
“Game is on, sweetheart.” He told her seriously.
“I’ll be sure to enjoy the ride,” she laughed before grabbing her purse and leaving.
He’s hooked, she thought. The great Gabriel Ferreira is hooked. He can’t say no to a challenge.
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