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He explored my mouth, kissing and stroking until I was ready to climb him. I lifted a leg on instinct and had to wrap it around his middle. Then I caught myself and moved sideways.
"What are you doing?" he asked, holding his hands up.
"This is not a good idea. Couldn't you tell I was about to jump you?"
He grinned. "I don't have anything against that."
"Not at the office,” I murmured.
He cleared his throat. "No. You're right. Fuck, you make me lose my mind so damn quick. You leave the room first, and I'll stay here for a few minutes."
"Why?" I asked, miffed.
"Because I have a hard-on."
I'd given the master of self-control a hard-on in the middle of the day, at the office. I did a mental happy dance at the thought.
“Fuck, I need more time with you," he growled. "Seeing you from time to time in the evening is not enough. Not nearly enough.”
“What do you propose?”
“Let’s start the day by drinking coffee together. There’s a bakery with good coffee a few blocks away.”
“Sold.”
Chase wanted to spend more time with me so much that he’d actually thought about the logistics. My heart sighed with happiness. This man was unbelievable, and I cared deeply for him already.
I couldn’t hide my grin. I felt on top of the world.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Hannah
I'd always thought that after I signed the divorce papers, I’d never care about what Gary was doing. But one sunny morning, as I was waiting for Chase at the coffee shop right around the corner, I was proven wrong.
At home, I’d uploaded all the information about the inn on the platform for the investors, and I was now checking to see how it looked when accessing the platform from a phone.
They’d done a decent job with the web page. I refreshed it a few times, hoping to see a message, but I knew I was being ridiculous. I’d literally finished uploading everything an hour ago.
I closed the browser and opened Instagram. I followed several home decor influencers and was curious to see what they’d posted lately.
Instead, I was faced with a wedding photo of my ex and a woman I didn't know.
How is this possible? I blocked him from all social media.
But then I realized a common friend had posted this. Well, he’d been Gary's friend more than mine, but still.
I wasn’t really sure why this bothered me. Clearly we weren’t meant to be, so maybe his new wife would fulfill all his dreams. But it stung that I wasn’t enough for him, and when we divorced, I was certain no one would be. Though with time, I realized he wasn’t everything for me either.
But Chase... he could be my everything.
"Good morning," Chase said, jolting me from my intense thoughts. I nearly dropped my phone. He was holding two coffee cups.
"Hey, you bought coffee already."
He kissed me long and deep, then pulled back and sat at the table next to me. "What's wrong?"
"You could feel it, huh?"