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“I don’t know what happened,” I tell him honestly. “I must have blocked you? Maybe when I was drunk?” I wince as I rub my forehead, trying to trigger a memory of blocking him. “I’m sorry. I have to check when I get home. You can only access blocked emails from your computer, I think.”
“I guess I deserved that.” He laces his fingers with mine. “It doesn’t matter.”
“Yes, it does. I hate to think that you spent that long thinking I didn’t care about you or us.”
“I didn’t think that. I figured you were being true to your word. You didn’t want there to be any contact between us until I was divorced.”
“Where’s Holly now?” I ask. “Do I have to worry about running into her?”
“For now, maybe,” he says and I hate the thought of potentially running into her while we are together, “but don’t worry. Part of our divorce agreement states that she can’t speak out publicly about any of the women I was rumored to have had an affair with.”
“Because of me?”
“Yes,” he tells me honestly. “I’m trying to be the person who protects you for the rest of your life. I had to start somewhere.” My skin heats and I tuck a hair behind my ear. Then there’s a hand reaching out to drag my chair closer to his, and I feel the vibrations of the chair scraping against the floor through my entire body. Then his hand is on my cheek forcing my gaze to his. “Do I still have a chance at being that person?”
I look at his lips and then into his blue eyes which are so full of sincerity. “Yes.”
The grin that crosses his face is so devastatingly beautiful, it takes my breath away. He presses his forehead against mine and lets out a slow breath. “Finally,” he whispers and then he presses his lips to mine. It starts slow and gentle. His tongue licks at the seam of my lips, asking for access to my mouth, and then he’s inside, rubbing against mine slowly. He flicks his tongue against mine and then grabs my hands, pulling me into his lap to straddle him, allowing the kiss to deepen. My hands are in his hair, his in mine. I grind down hard on him and he groans into my mouth at the pressure. He pulls away from my mouth after some time, his lips finding my neck and the space behind my ear which he must have remembered is one of my favorite spots because he drags his tongue upward before nibbling on my ear.
“Chris,” I moan.
“Fuck, I missed hearing my name on your lips.”
“I missed saying it.”
“I missed you,” he counters and I pull his face out of my neck so I can press my lips to his again. I don’t know how long we make out, but at some point, the door opens and when I turn towards the sound, I see someone bringing in two salads. I am slightly embarrassed over being caught making out in a public restaurant, but Chris seems unfazed as he nods at the waiter before he leaves.
“We should stop before I let you fuck me here.” I giggle as I try to climb out of his lap.
He holds me tighter against him and places a gentle kiss on my nose. “As much as I would love that, I have plans for the first time we make love again and it doesn’t involve this restaurant.”
“Do I get to know these plans?”
“Stay with me tonight?”I nod without a second thought because there is no place I’d rather be. His hand slides between my legs and under my skirt, pushing my underwear to the side so he can rub his finger over my clit. I gasp at the friction and he smiles up at me. “I’ve barely touched you and you’re already wet.” He nods and gives me a cocky smile. “Did you get wet when you saw me siting here?”
“No.”
He pinches my clit and I squirm against him, as the feeling shoots through me like a bolt of lightning. “Liar.”
“I still don’t like being asked questions you already know the answer to.” He rubs me for a few more moments before he lets his hand slide out from between my legs. I assume he’s going to slide his fingers into his mouth but what I do not expect is for him to swipe his wet fingers across my own lips. After only a second of him coating my lips with my own cum, he drags his tongue across my mouth before kissing me again.
“Do you have to go back to the office?” I flutter my eyelashes at him and he chuckles.
“As much as I want to say no, I do and so do you.” He raises an eyebrow at me.
He eventually lets me out of his lap to sit back in my chair, but one of his hands continues to rub mine almost like he doesn’t want to stop touching me after all this time of no contact. “I assume we have to keep it quiet at work?”I ask.
“For now, yes. Until I figure out how to get around the fraternization policy.” He drops his hand to my knee and rubs it gently. “But I’ll figure it out. I’m not hiding you or this forever.”
I nod. He was able to get through a messy and difficult divorce, so I know he can figure this out.
“Speaking of not wanting to hide, one of the reasons I came home early is because of my sister’s wedding in a few weeks but they’re doing a couple’s shower this weekend. They’ve been together forever and have practically all the same friends so she didn’t want to do just a bridal shower. It’s more like a second engagement party.” He nods before taking a bite of his salad and I lean an elbow on the table. “I don’t think anyone there would know I work for you, if you’d like to come.”
He laces our fingers together and brings mine to his lips. “So, you’re ready for me to formally meet your family then?”
“If you are.”
“I was ready to meet them two years ago.”
