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Ada’s waiting outside of her apartment for us to pick her up. Normally, I’d get out and have Henry loop around so I could escort her to the car. But if it’s discretion she wants, it’s discretion she’ll get.
“She’s already waiting outside. You can pull over.”
“Yes, sir.”
As we turn onto her street, I can see her standing in front of her building. I told her to dress for dinner. From here, all I can see is bright yellow, but as we approach, Ada comes into view.
Absolutely stunning.
She’s wearing a sleeveless, drapey dress with a turtleneck collar. Waves of material kiss her legs. As I follow them down to her nude, strappy heels, I find myself fantasizing about unwrapping her like a present.
The Alps have nothing on this woman.
Hair loose, a cross between boho and sexy elegance, she slides into the back seat as her doorman closes the door behind her.
“I’d have come out for you, but . . .”
I don’t want to talk. I want to kiss her senseless. But this is still new for us, and I don’t want to overwhelm her. So I take her hands, closing the distance between us, and lean over and kiss her on the cheek.
Not enough.
Without words, I kiss her again, this time just behind the ear. Then once more on her neck as Ada gives me better access.
“Mmm, I could do this all night,” she murmurs.
Finally, I sit up straight.
“Hi.”
“That’s quite a hello.” She says it with a smile that I hope to see all evening.
I run my thumb against her palm. “I’d give you more if I could.”
She’s about to say something when Henry slams on the brakes. A few seconds later, he buzzes back. “Sorry about that.”
I know he’s curious about her. He’ll tell my father eventually, but Dad doesn’t know our RPM by name. Besides, part of me wants to introduce them. I press a button, and the privacy screen comes down.
“Henry, this is Ada. Ada, my driver, Henry.”
Ever the professional, he gives Ada a cursory glance.
“Pleased to meet you, Ms. . . .”
“Ada will do,” I interject. I’m not taking any chances with Henry’s sleuthing skills, just in case.
“Pleased to meet you, Henry. I like your visor clip,” she says about his silver guardian angel.
“Thank you. It was a gift from my daughter.”
“I have one too.”
Come to think of it, she does.
“A gift from my mother.” She smiles warmly through the divide. “How old is your daughter?”
I listen, content, as she and Henry exchange pleasantries. When they finish, I put the barrier back up. Ada eyes it curiously.
“I’ve never seen anything like that before. I mean, maybe a see-through screen or something, but nothing so intense.”
