As Rosa watched Vane walk back to the counter to retrieve their dessert, she took in his tall, lean body. The form of his butt outlined beneath his slacks made her mouth go dry. All male, and all hers for the moment.
She tore her gaze from the view of Vane’s taut backside and glanced out the window, wondering if what she had seen moments earlier had been her imagination. There had been a man standing across the street, staring at her. But, when she had blinked, he was gone. Now, she wondered if she had really seen anyone at all.
Rosa returned her attention to Vane. He was standing at the counter. She watched the young barista flirt unabashedly, and she inwardly groaned. Vane was a gorgeous guy. It was obvious he had women falling all over him. Besides, she thought, he probably came here many times for coffee, and most likely, not alone.
She couldn’t stop herself from wondering how many other women Vane had sat and enjoyed coffee and dessert with at this place. She shook her head. This was just a casual date, nothing more. But, she couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. Okay, a lot jealous!
Vane came back to the table and settled in his chair. He set down a plate of the largest piece of strawberry shortcake she had ever seen, and her eyes widened. Rosa had no doubt the girl at the counter had done it intentionally, but it looked scrumptious.
“What? I wanted to make sure it was enough for two.”
The look of innocence on Vane’s face was priceless, Rosa thought. Vane liked to eat, that was certain, although she couldn’t tell from his well-sculpted body. There wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere, at least not where she could see. She wouldn’t mind searching though. The visualization of running her hands all over his sexy body sent shivers up her spine. To keep from visibly trembling, she lifted her fork and helped herself to a bite.
Rosa closed her eyes, savoring the sweet taste of the strawberry shortcake. When she opened them, Vane was staring at her intently, his face drawn tight and serious. Green eyes glowed fiercely with desire. She held her breath for a moment, afraid he was going to leap over the table and pounce.
Several heartbeats later, his face relaxed, and she smiled faintly. She could feel a blush creeping up her neck. Whatever she had done, whatever had sparked passion inside him, she had no idea, but she tucked the memory aside for something to think about later.
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