Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27299 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27299 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
I eat mine and no longer care that my mouth is likely covered in sour cream and salsa. I let out a small moan at the delicious taste of them. There is nothing better than a taco truck. I don’t know what secret ingredient they have in those things, but it’s addicting.
Blaze’s next taco pauses halfway to his mouth as he watches me. My face warms as I realize I just moaned again while chewing. I try and focus on my food the best I can because I hadn’t meant to make that sound. Did I make that same sound when he kissed me? It’s probably because he’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.
I can feel Blaze watching me but I keep eating, not looking back up at him and not really tasting the tacos anymore. All I can think about is Blaze. I can smell whatever body wash he uses from when he wrapped his arm around me. I remember it from when he showed up and saved me from Mike and I don’t want it to fade. I didn't get to see Mike’s reaction because I was so focused on Blaze pulling me close. Then he called me beautiful and I was lucky I didn’t explode in a cloud of glitter. I felt as though I might at his sweetness. This man is really too good to be true. I also hope that with how he’s acting, Mike gets the hint I’m taken. Not that Blaze and I are doing more than going to lunch, but having another guy around with me will hopefully steer him in another direction.
“You want more?” Blaze breaks me from my thoughts and I realize I’ve polished off my last taco.
My stomach’s full but I’m still hungry for something else—I’m pretty sure for Blaze—but I need to get back to my stupid job before too long.
“No, I’m good.” His hand comes up and then I feel his thumb swipe the side of my mouth. “Thanks.” I grab a napkin and wipe it all over so I know I got everything.
Blaze tore through his tacos and there isn't anything left on his plate or his face. He seriously left nothing behind.
“No dessert?” He nods toward an ice cream cart and I sigh.
“I wish. I need to get back.” He grabs my trash with his own and throws them away as I get to my feet. I really don’t want our lunch to be over.
“All right. I’ll take you back to work, but I get to take you for dessert later.” He puts his arm around me and tucks me close to his side as he guides me back to his truck.
“That sounds nice,” I agree. Now I really have something to look forward to and the excited butterflies are back.
He helps me up into his truck again and this time after he lifts me up, his hands linger on my hips for just a second longer than before. The heat that radiates through me from just this simple touch is almost embarrassing.
“I’ll try and stop texting you so much. I know you’re working,” he says when he gets in and begins to drive to my office building.
“No,” I rush to say, and his smile spreads. “I mean, it’s totally fine, you don’t have to stop unless you’re busy too.” Again I have to fight from turning red. Jesus, I really cannot play it cool. “I’m looking for a new job anyway. What are they going to do, fire me?” I shrug.
“You don’t like your job?” He glances over at me and his eyes soften.
I can tell Blaze loves his job and I wish I could say the same, but for the life of me I don’t know what I want. If anything, right now my mind is consumed with only Blaze. If being with him could be a full-time job, I’d apply.
“I don’t know what I want to do with my life, to be completely honest,” I admit.
“You’ll find it. Trust me, I’ve been there before.” He reaches over and takes my hand in his.
He gives it a squeeze before picking it up and kissing my knuckles. I let out a small sigh and I don’t know why but his words help me feel settled for the first time in a long time. He gives me this feeling of calm I’ve never had before.
All too soon we’re pulling up to my work and he’s jumping out to come open my door. He grabs me when I unbuckle my seatbelt and helps me out of his truck. My body slides down his as he places me on my feet and I gasp at the feeling of him pressed fully against me. I don’t have time to take it all in before he’s kissing me. It’s deep but soft and I get completely lost in it. I forget I’m standing outside my office building and people are walking all around us. To be honest, I forget what country I’m in and what my name is. And I don’t care. I push every thought away except how damn good this feels as I dig my fingers into his shirt.