matched the rest of her: soft, feminine and alluring. Everything about her was appealing, and if the D/s and kink fell into place, she’d be the full package.
Glancing at her hands one more time, he imagined those long slender fingers massaging his scalp, scratching lightly or gliding through the longer hair on top. Jonas’ shifted his attention back to the road as he stirred slightly in his seat. Speaking of the full package, he decided it was best to turn his thoughts to less sexual topics.
Lexie helped him out with that. “May I ask where we’re going?”
“The Brazilian Steakhouse on Sonterra, ever been?”
“No, but I’ve heard good things about it.”
“I suppose I should have asked if you were a vegetarian.”
“Bite your tongue. Don’t you know the ‘v’ word is a dirty word in Texas?”
He chuckled.
“Do you live nearby?”
“I have a condo not far from yours. It’s central to the office and my new studio. However, I’ve been thinking of buying a house. I’d like a little more privacy and space.”
Jonas didn’t mention his thin condo walls and nosy neighbors; neither was advantageous for a BDSM practitioner. With a vocal woman, it made it difficult to really cut loose at home. He hadn’t been in a serious relationship in a long time, when he was, he like to be able to play at home, not just at The Club.
Before she could ask any more questions, they arrived at the restaurant. Although a few minutes early, they were seated right away. Jonas had requested a quiet corner table where they could have a bit of privacy. Allowing her the best view of the San Antonio skyline, he took the chair beside her, not across. The waiter arrived and she ordered a glass of the house red and he a Corona.
When they were alone again, Jonas looked at her intently. “You’re the prettiest woman in the room, Sunshine.”
“Thank you.” Her response automatic, she looked at him, head tilted, her face taking on a soft glow in the flickering candle light. “Why do you call me that… ‘Sunshine,’ I mean?”
“The first time we met at The Club, you wore that brilliant yellow dress and shimmered like a ray of sun. Like tonight, your skin was radiant with a healthy amount of color and your hair shining with blonde highlights from the summer sun, thus Sunshine.”
He was rewarded with a gentle smile.
“You have the most unusual pale green eyes. Are you of Nordic decent?”
Her jaw dropped open. “My mother was born in Reykjavík . How did you know?”
“I’ve seen that color only once before, an Army buddy, also Icelandic.”
“I’m impressed. No one ever guesses… I’m really sort of a mutt. My father was Irish-American; fair skin, redheaded, dark green eyes. I’m more like my mother. You have something in common with my dad; he was in the Army, too. He was a physician, and he met my Mom while stationed in Kuwait. She was a nurse with the International Red Cross. From what I’ve been told, it was love at first sight. They married quickly and had me soon after. Dad transferred to DC and was stationed at Walter Reed before the first Gulf War.”
“From what you were told?”
Lexie looked at Jonas appraisingly. “You’re very observant. My parents died in a car accident when I was five.”
“Mm… that’s rough.” He reached across the table and squeezed her hand. She seemed a bit uncomfortable, so he pushed a bit; instead of releasing her, he took her fingers and intertwined them with his own. “So, how did you wind up in Texas all the way from DC? Do you have family here?”
“It’s a long story, Jonas. Maybe we should order first.”
Evasive action, hm… there was a story here. She’d have to do better than that to get him off track. The waiter reappeared, bringing their drinks and taking their dinner order, offering Lexie a brief reprieve, but as soon as he was gone, Jonas was