JACOB
It’d taken some serious restraint not to pounce on her right then and there.
Delilah might have been dressed in a simple, casual outfit of jeans, sneakers, T-shirt, and visor for the coffee shop, but with a body like hers she didn’t need anything more than that to get my head filled with visions of her naked and writhing underneath me. “Hey.” She said the word softly.
I could sense that my unannounced visit at her place of work had been the last thing she’d expected.
Surprising her had been half the fun.
She approached me, looking me up and down with those innocent, blue eyes of hers.
“I’m not a mirage,” I said. “You can even touch me, if you want.” And I definitely did want her to touch me.
“I’ll take your word for it.” She smiled slightly, her reaction to seeing me guarded
