“Nothing is going on.”
“You could have fooled me.” She dropped her arms. “Your friend and boss is out there, and you’re behaving like you don’t want him here.”
“I don’t want him here. I want you all to myself all the time.”
She melted, and unable to contain her smile, she closed the distance between them, running her hands up his chest. “You want me?”
He gripped her ass, pulling her in close. “I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s like a damn drug, wanting you, and not having you.” Jason slammed his lips down on hers, plunging his tongue within her mouth.
Sydney opened up, moaning as he made love to her mouth with a simple kiss. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed her body against his, needing him more than she’d ever needed anything in her life. He was an addiction to her. She craved his touch every second of every day.
She was in love with him, and was scared everything in their life was moving too fast. He was sweet, kind, considerate, passionate, and everything she’d ever wanted in a man.
“I know you kids want to make out, but your lasagna’s getting cold,” Richard said, shouting out to each of them.
Pulling away, she still held onto Jason.
He smiled back at her with a wicked glint in his eye. “When he’s gone, we’re going to finish what we started right here.”
“Do you promise?” she asked. Her pussy was slick with her cream she was so aroused.
“Yes, it is,” he said, nipping at her lips a final time.
She moaned, opening her mouth so that he could deepen the kiss.
Finally, he pulled away first, giving them both enough space to breathe.
When they walked back in, Richard gave them both a knowing smile. “Why do I feel that the lasagna would have gone to waste if I wasn’t here?” he asked.
“It would have,” Jason said. “I’m sorry for being a bastard.”
“We all know it’s hard for you to make real decisions,” Richard said.
There went that undertone as if Richard was meaning something else.
“I can make the decisions that are needed when the time is right.”
Sydney looked from one man to the other, eating her lasagna. “Am I missing something?”
“No.” Both men responded at once.
Holding her hands up, she smiled. “Let’s talk about something else.”
“When is your sister getting back from Europe?” Richard asked.
“In a couple of weeks.”
“I bet you miss her.”
“Yes. I’m hoping when she gets back she’ll have time to meet Jason.” She smiled over at Jason, who smiled back at her.
The rest of the dinner went by without any event, and Sydney was pleased to see Richard go. He was a nice man, charming and sweet like Jason, but something was going on between the two friends that she didn’t even understand.
She was doing the dishes when Jason came back to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck.
“I’ve missed you.”
“Are you going to give me any clue as to what that was all about?” she asked, spinning around in his arms.
“What was what about?” he asked.
Giving him a pointed look, she still went on to explain it to him. “What was going on between you and Richard?”
“Nothing. We’ve just had a little disagreement about something. It’s nothing you need to worry about.”
“I hope it doesn’t cost you your job. Work these days is really hard to come by.”
“I know. Richard wouldn’t fire me, baby. He loves me too damn much to risk that.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Don’t worry about me. Now, where were we?”
Sydney was sure he was using sex to get her to stop talking, and she should be pissed about it, but she wasn’t. The moment his hands were on her, she stopped thinking about everything else.
Chapter Seven
Jason looked at the statue in the history museum. Sydney was reading the details of the statue, and he had his arm wrapped around her. They’d been together three weeks now, and he’d decided to take a trip out to the history museum, and treat her to a wonderful lunch and dinner. Richard kept warning him that he needed to come clean and tell her the truth, but each time he tried, he failed.
What if she no longer wished to be with him once she found out the truth?
He couldn’t keep lying about what he did for a living. Dawn was back in a week, and any chance he had with Sydney would be out of the question. Dawn knew who he was¸ and had talked about him with Sydney.
“Are you okay?” Sydney asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“You’re all quiet. This was your idea. I thought you were into history.”
“I am.” He smiled, pretending to be interested for the rest of the afternoon. He did love history, only he had bigger problems than remembering his facts about each president or the wars they’d fought in.
On the way out, Sydney gripped his arm, turning him to face her. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
He gritted his teeth, pulling her into his arms, and kissing her lips. “I’m fine, baby.” He cupped her cheek, stroking her smooth skin as he stared deep into her eyes. “I love you, Sydney.”
She gasped, and her mouth opened just a little.
“You love me?”
“Yes. It scares the hell out of me. I’ve never been in love with anyone nor have I cared about a woman I’ve been with. You’re different from any other woman I’ve ever known. I love you.”
“I’ve been so scared to admit the truth to you, but I love you, too, Jason. I know it was too soon to say anything.”
“Richard said if God could make the world in seven days, then a man can fall in love in that time.”
“What about a woman? Can she fall in love in that time?” she asked.
“I believe so.”
He pressed his lips against hers, moaning as she caressed her tongue over his. This was what Jason didn’t want to end, and yet he needed to tell her the truth. He’d walked out of a set last week because he couldn’t go through with it.
The gang bang scene had been all set up ready to shoot, and he’d walked away. Richard had been on set along with ten other stars, not to mention everyone behind the scenes. They’d all witnessed him walking away.
“Come on, let’s get out of here,” he said, wrapping his arm around her neck. They made their way back to their hotel. He’d been lucky the past couple of weeks with no one recognizing him. Jason didn’t want to push his luck. It had always been a surprise when men and women approached him, asking about his life and the business.
When they were at the hotel, he gave Sydney the space to get ready for dinner while he called Richard. His friend had been covering for him more than ever before.
“How is a trip down memory lane?” Richard asked.
“Ha ha, I’m not that old.”
“What? The history museum not doing it for you?”
“How’s everything going?” Jason asked, glancing toward the door where Sydney was taking a shower.
“Everything here is great, Jason, but there’s a lot of talk at the moment.”
“What kind of talk?” Jason didn’t doubt that there would be some backlash for him not working.
It wasn’t his fault his dick only worked for one woman.
“The kind of talk that you’ve not got what it takes,” Richard said.
Part of him was happy, and another part was worried. If everything backfired with Sydney, what did he have in his life? Nothing.
“You’ve got a make a decision about this life, Jason. You can’t keep doing half measures. I’m telling everyone you’ve come down with a bug, but I don’t think Sydney’s going to like being referred to as a bug.”
Jason didn’t like her being referred to as a bug. “I don’t know what to do.”
Richard sighed. “You do know what to do, but as usual you’re afraid. What are you afraid of?”