would be out on assignment tonight was only lessened by hearing that this was an entirely different case. Not only that, but she felt her heart jump at the thought of going out on a ‘date’ with Dominic.
What. The. Hell.
This was getting entirely out of hand. She needed to get back to her comfort zone of being in control…quick. She was not handling these mood swings well. She felt fidgety and frustrated.
OK. What were the facts? She dealt well with facts.
Fact number one. She was really enjoying the feeling of being this close to Dominic.
Which sucked.
Fact number two. She would have been very disappointed if this assignment had ended tonight.
Also...not great news.
Fact number three. The one night she had spent with Dominic was INCREDIBLE.
Alrighty then, no need to dwell on fact number three, moving along.
Fact number four. She needed to talk to Dominic.
Well, crap.
She figured that tonight was as good a night as any since she had to be seated across from him while they staked out their target. Might as well fill that time doing something useful.
Cristal scanned the room once more and saw that the woman who they were here watching had not yet met up with her ‘co-worker.’
Dominic leaned in again and whispered, tightness and intensity coming through his low voice, “If you keep rubbing against me like that, we’re not going to make it through dinner.”
Cristal stilled. She hadn’t even realized that she had been moving. Now that she was aware of it, though, she felt Dominic’s hard length against her backside.
Mmmmm....
She remembered every inch of it.
She felt herself start to move again, slowly, sensually, against the deliciously rock solid shaft.
“If you do that one more time,” Dominic said, his voice a ragged whisper and his fingers digging into her hips, “when we get home, I’m going to bend you over the couch, pull that dress up over your perfect ass, slide your panties down those sexy legs, and then bury myself deep inside of you until you beg for mercy.”
She felt her knees weaken and her belly tighten. Parting her lips, she took in a much needed breath. Oxygen, she told herself, I just need oxygen.
Her body melted against him and she felt a vibration against her back. It took her a moment to register that it was the pager.
“Table’s ready,” Dominic gruffly announced.
Making their way to turn in their pager, Cristal saw that Miss Infidelity’s dinner companion had arrived, and they were already getting up close and personal. Kissing in the foyer. With tongue. Classy.
She retrieved her cell and, pretending to text, snapped several pictures of the offending tongue and its owner.
Cristal scolded herself, knowing that if they hadn’t been alerted that their table was ready, she probably would not have noticed that the 'co-worker' had arrived at the restaurant. Damn! She was never easily distracted. She couldn’t believe that, even for a moment, she had forgotten that she was on the job.
That would not happen again.
It could not happen again.
Chapter Five
As Dominic and Cristal were escorted to their table by a bubbly blond waitress, Dominic tried desperately to get his body under control. Walking around with a hard on in a crowded restaurant was as uncomfortable as it was inappropriate. His valiant efforts paid off. He had just managed to lower the flagpole when they arrived at their designated table.
Cristal slid into the booth, giving him an incredible view of her perfect heart-shaped rear. He closed his eyes, trying in vain to erase the image from his mind. No luck.
Desire quickly returned, flooding through his system like lava in his veins. His fingers itched to touch her, and he tightened his hands into fists. All of his blood was racing to his groin.
Damn man! Come on, you're not some horny teenager, he chided himself. You're a professional. Get a grip.
Shaking his head, he took his place in the booth across from Cristal.
This view of her was not any