7. Emma
The sun beamed down on me making my skin slick with sweat. I sat near the fountain feeling the rushes and splashing of the water as it shot into the air. The iridescent rainbow look of it shimmered as the sprays radiated outwards.
Where was she?I wondered as I looked around the park. People were everywhere; couples with dogs and strollers walked the paths, traffic horns blared as the Fort Pitt Bridge filled with the onslaught of people exiting and entering the city of Pittsburgh. So many people, but none of them Anna.
I checked my phone for the time, it had been almost an hour. Anna was the prompt one, after a few moments of contemplating I decided to give her a call. My finger hovered over the dial button, “Is this spot taken?”
Startled, I nearly dropped my phone, “Oh God, Chase,” I laughed looking up at him, the sun blinding me, “I didn’t hear you walk up to me. What’re you doing here?” My hand was pressed to my chest to calm my racing heart.
He wore a white button-up, rolled up to the elbows, and black slacks. He looked hot and straight out of one of my fantasies. And believe me, I had many about Chase Lowe.
He leaned down taking a seat on the picnic blanket I’d spread out, “Sorry to startle you,” he leaned in taking my lips with his. His kiss was scorching like the summer afternoon, “but you never have to be afraid of me sweet kitten, I’d never let anything bad happen to you.”
His voice made my pussy flutter, if I wasn’t careful I was going to soak through my light wash shorts.
“There you go with that blush,” Chase whispered, kissing me again, his hands cupped my face, “makes me want to stuff that pretty little mouth full.”
His dirty implication made me shift, clenching my thighs together, “You sure know how to get a girl going.”
“And get her off.”
I laughed, “Seriously, what’re you doing here? Are you meeting someone?”
“Who would I be meeting? I have you,” his expression darkened as he spoke the words, his finger stroked my cheek making its way down the column of my throat. He gripped it possessively, “What does it matter why I’m here, you should be happy to see me.”
“Of course I am, it’s just that I was supposed to meet Anna but she hasn’t shown up yet, I was about to call her when you got here,” I fidgeted with the distressed ends of my shorts, “I really should check and make sure everything is okay.”
“Emma,” he said to me, gazing at me with those gorgeous green eyes, “You don’t want to come off clingy now do you?”
He was probably right. There was nothing more annoying than when things came up and someone wouldn’t stop blowing up your phone about it. Anna had other friends than just me, she probably got busy and lost track of time.
I nodded, “I guess I’ll pack up and head home then.” I stood up ready to gather my blanket and walk back to my place when Chase grabbed my wrist.
“Or,” he said, grinning at me. The kind that the hot guys in movies did right before they confessed their love for the main girl, “You could spend the day with me.”
I mulled over the idea. I didn’t plan on doing anything else. I was going to go home and read, heat up another TV dinner, and pass out in front of the television. I felt his grip tighten on my wrist slightly, his fingers overlapping as he waited for my response.
His gaze never left mine, his grin wavered only slightly.
“Okay,” I agreed as he stood gathering up the picnic blanket, “What did you have in mind today?”
“Well,” he tossed the folded blanket over his shoulder and began walking, I followed suit, “I was thinking we go somewhere and get something to cool off, then maybe dinner. Maybe,” he dragged out the last syllable, “you and I spend some time at your place.”
“Chase Lowe are you trying to get me to take you to my bed,” I teased as we waited at a crosswalk. I could make out his car in a parking lot across from us.
“I mean, there’s no one else being invited into your bed is there?”
“What? Of course not. I know we just happened last night, but truthfully, I’ve been,” I felt stupid saying the words, “I’ve been kind of interested in you since you transferred here. Ya know, like, attracted to you.”
Chase chuckled, “I’ve been watching you for quite some time as well, Emma,” he said leading me to the car, tossing the blanket in the trunk of it and opening the passenger door for me.
“Watching me?” I sat down and the cool of the leather interior felt amazing on my sticky thighs.
“Well yeah, we work together, remember?”
He started the ignition and smoothly pulled into the Pittsburgh traffic, “Right, I knew that’s what you meant, I was being stupid,” I chastised myself. He gripped the steering wheel, his veiny hands tightened on the leather. Such a normal act became so sexual. The twinge between my legs heated my core as my gaze refused to leave his skillful fingers on the wheel.
“So where are we going first?” I asked casually, reaching for his hand. He grabbed mine and kissed the back of it delicately, like I was the most precious thing to him.
“Something sweet, ice cream, or Italian ice,” he flicked his eyes towards me before returning them to the road, “I’m sure they won’t taste as sweet as you.”
My whole body blazed.
This man was going to be the death of me.