Promises, Promises by Janice Baker Read Free Book Online

but his eyes grazed my body from head to toe, as if he were drinking every inch of me in. Then his eyes met mine and he had this look that bore into me and just made me want to melt in his arms. He seemed to try to compose himself, by clearing his throat and said, “I have your paperwork here. I contacted a friend and got a new ID for you, so your Ex won’t be able to trace you here.”
    Still feeling flushed from being in his presence, I nervously said, “Thank you, I really appreciate you doing this for me.” I had a hard time not looking at him too much, as I was trying to compose my fast breathing.
    He seemed like he was trying to figure out what to say next as he pulled his brows together and a slight frown upon his lips. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but I really don’t want any trouble starting here. So I kind of need to know if your Ex,” he seemed to spit that word out, “will be violent or cause any other trouble.”
    I took a deep breath understanding his concern, but unsure of what to say. “I really don’t think HE would be violent, but I did leave without speaking to HIM first.” He came around his desk, leaned on it and then crossed his arms across his chest. My breath hitched as I gazed at his arm muscles that seemed to bulge out of his suit coat. The sincerity and caring in his eyes made my heart melt and my pulse quicken.
    “If you see him come in, I need to know immediately – is that a deal?” he asked as his eyes continued to gaze into mine. I bit my lip as I nodded. “Was he violent with you?”
    Thinking of my ‘bad’ punishments, I glanced away and swallowed. “It was more head games than anything else.” I wasn’t sure how to explain our sexual relationship, seeing there were times I couldn’t understand it myself.
    He took a small step towards me and gently cupped my chin, bringing my gaze back to him. My heart raced and felt like it might leap out of my chest. “If you ever need anything, even a shoulder, I’m here. Always.” The caring sincerity in his voice showed me that he really meant it.
    He slowly took his hand away from my chin. I swallowed and quietly said, “Thank you,” feeling breathless from his concerned touch.
    I started to back out, knowing I needed to leave, so I could try to calm my fast beating heart. “I better get back out there. It sounds like it’s getting busy.”
    His eyes stared deep into mine and then he shook his head and gave me a sweet smile. “Good luck out there.”
    “Thanks.” Was all I could manage to say, a bit too breathy, before turning to leave. I tried the door handle, but for some reason it wouldn’t turn. As I continued to struggle with the handle, I felt him coming closer to me. The heat coming from his body as he came closer sent a strong wave of excitement through my body. When a strong hand softly covered mine to help me turn the handle, my heart almost leapt out of my chest from his touch. I glanced quickly to see him smile. I smiled back feeling very silly for having trouble just opening a door.
    “Like I said, if you ever need anything,” he chuckled, “let me know.”
    The night seemed to fly by. Mark and Sandy were fun and quick witted. Their easy going banter made it so much fun to work there. I managed to help out with all the beer orders and stay out of their way. All the waitresses were fun and carefree. I was thrilled that there was no catty weirdness among the staff. The patrons were great too. It was fun to watch the yuppies try to hook up just like the college crowd I used to watch. I didn’t have too many obnoxious guys. Just a couple that lingered too long on my chest area — not that I could blame them since the “uniform” gave a pretty good peak at my chest.
    Flynn and Melanie stopped by for some drinks. They seemed to have fun dancing with each other and played some pool. I was still trying to figure out their relationship. It seemed like they were into each other, but they were