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Tyler chuckled, and his divine eyes shimmered. “Told you.”
With each bite, the initial awkwardness I was sensing from him melted away, and neither of us spoke about what happened over the last couple of days.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more to Tyler that I was yet to discover though. His neat and orderly living space, the lack of personal mementos, and his temporary accommodation all hinted at a deeper story. But I pushed those thoughts aside because the food was delicious, and my view with him in it was too spectacular to ruin with my stupid curiosity.
After I’d eaten more than my fill, I leaned back and sighed.
“How was your first taste of Indian cuisine?”
“Amazing,” I said, feeling a warmth spreading through me that had nothing to do with the delicious curry we’d had. “Why have I never had Indian curry before?”
“I don’t know, but it’s a crime. Have you eaten Thai food?”
“You mean spring rolls.”
He burst out laughing. “There’s a lot more to Thai food than spring rolls.”
He started to clear the dishes, and I stood to help him. As we cleaned up his kitchen and stacked away the leftovers, he told me all the delicious meals that I absolutely had to try. I admired the definition of his back muscles under the thin fabric of his shirt, and all I could think about was the taste of him.
His easy laughter and warm smile made it hard to resist watching him, and as we moved about his tiny home, our hands brushed way more than was necessary. As he dried the plates and showed me where to put them away, every movement he made seemed so freaking sexy I was drawn to him in a way I had never felt before.
Was the adrenaline from our escape still racing through me? Or was there something more between us? Something deeper. Something I had never tapped into before.
When we finished cleaning up, Tyler leaned against the kitchen counter and turned to face me. The air between us crackled with unspoken words, and a silent question formed on his lips that stole every thought from my mind.
“Thank you for dinner,” I said softly.
“Thank you for everything.”
A rush of warmth flooded my chest at the desire in his eyes. There was something raw and intense in his gaze that I had never seen before.
Without breaking eye contact, he took a step closer until there was barely a breath between us. He turned off the kitchen light and the hallway strip lighting.
The darkness enveloped us as he brushed his fingers against my cheek. His palm was warm and firm, guiding my face toward his. I held my breath, waiting for what felt like an eternity.
Just as I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, he pressed his lips to mine.
His soft, gentle kiss sent shivers down my spine. I tasted beer and curry, but what I tasted the most was lust. Red hot lust.
His hands slid around my waist, and he pulled his shirt off my body. “I’ve needed to see your miracle boobs all day.”
I giggled as he captured my breast in his mouth and wrapped his lips around my nipple.
Leaning against his kitchen counter, I moaned as he sucked and licked my nipple like it was the best dessert he’d ever tasted.
He stopped abruptly and crushed his lips to mine. I opened my mouth, and our tongues glided against each other in the perfect tango.
With our mouths locked together, he pressed his body against mine and walked me backward to his bed.
He yanked the drawstring on his shorts I was wearing and dragged them down my legs, and with his arm behind my back, he lowered me onto his bed.
I wriggled back, giving him room.
He undressed in a flash, and in the muted light from the front of his tiny cabin, he was like a mythical god. His body was incredible. Muscular, toned, fucking amazing.
He grabbed my ankles and pulled my bottom back to the edge of the bed.
“Oh.”
