Billionaire's Black Runaway Love (BWWM Romance)

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Book: Billionaire's Black Runaway Love (BWWM Romance) by Ciara Cole Read Free Book Online
Authors: Ciara Cole
really didn’t want them bringing up the past. Not here, where the food tasted divine and the wine went straight to her head, pleasurably.
    She knew Chace would be a stimulating companion and she was right. He didn’t have to say much or run on with endless conversation. With just a glance, a brush of his hand, or a tilted smile, he let her know the depth of his thoughts.
    There was truly no denying that their original chemistry had far from ebbed. And each minute they spent together heightened the keenness of their mutual attraction.
    They talked about topics that interested them, books, arts, and music. But what their eyes really said and what lay beneath the husky heat of their tone were the words, I want you .
    The heat between Emily’s legs throbbed faster. She could almost feel Chace’s desire, taste it. What had started as a simple dinner was turning into a joint case of eye-sex.
    Biting on her lip, Emily looked away and tried to reason with herself. Was she losing her mind? Maybe celibacy did that to a woman sometimes, but damn it hadn’t been that long since her time with Dev. She’d shown up thinking she could act all casual, but it was backfiring disastrously. Now she couldn’t curb her utter lust for Chace.
    This is crazy . Get over yourself, woman , Emily huffed internally. Just stop this .
    “Emily.”
    Her eyes shifted instantly to meet Chace’s. His stare was compelling, making her throat dry. “What is it about you and me that’s got you spooked?” he asked.
    “You and me,” Emily echoed with a soft laugh, then snatched up her flute and took a needed gulp. “I think you know the answer to that. It’s complicated. We’re complicated.”
    A frown creased Chace’s brow. “It’s always bothered me how things ended between us. Believe me, there was never a time when I didn’t wish I handled it all differently. Yet we’re here now. Should we keep letting the past dictate the possibilities the future might hold?”
    Emily couldn’t help the appreciative smile that curved her lips. Possibilities . She liked that word. Not because it gave her ideas or expectations, but because it seemed so undefined it could mean anything . Chace wasn’t making any promises, and she wouldn’t ask him to.
    “No, we shouldn’t,” she told him softly in reply.
    His gaze glittered that much more brilliantly for a moment. “So you’re saying we can put our differences aside?”
    Emily shrugged. “As to our differences they’re not going anywhere. But I’m ready to go with my feelings this time.”
    “And what do they tell you?” Chace asked, that barely leashed intensity of his making her spine shiver. He chose that moment to lean forward and place his large hand on hers. She caught the faint hint of his sexy cologne mixed in with a dash of Chace . The next instant, Emily drew her hand back. Each time he touched her, she was sent into a private little cocoon with him.
    Ignoring her heated cheeks, she found a way to reply. “They’re telling me that I shouldn’t be my own worst enemy. Even when my mind tells me we should walk away from each other, I’m thinking that’s not necessarily what’s best for me.”
    “It’s certainly not best for me, either,” growled Chace. “I don’t want to walk away from you, Emily. I find I can’t.”
    Emily stared into his eyes, stirred by what it must be taking for him to make that admission. She lost herself in his smoldering gaze.
    “I think we should leave right now,” said Chace. His words full of meaning, of heat and promise.
    Emily gulped discreetly, playful smile in place. “Should we?”
    They both knew what would happen if she left with him right now. By the time they were leaving minutes later, the last thing Emily wanted to do was argue. She wouldn’t even let herself think too much on what lay in store. Only anticipation kept itself afloat in the tightness of her stomach.
    Minutes later, they were stepping out of the restaurant. There was a group

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