Page 45 of Taking A Chance
The sexual tension bounces between us, but Petra quickly breaks the volley.
“Thank you,” she says with a delicate cough. “The Senator is across the other side of the road, down one of the side streets.” She slowly turns to walk and I follow, falling into step beside her.
“How’s Viktoria?”
“Adorable, cheeky and quite a handful, but I wouldn’t have her any other way,” she laughs. “In fact, that’s why I’m a little late. She’s normally great at bedtime, goes down straight away, but tonight of all nights, she decided to put up a fight.”
“Oh, that could be my fault. The ice-cream was kinda large.”
“I don’t think it was that. She had a lot of excitement in one day.”
“I guess. So, you were late because you didn’t want to leave until she had settled?”
“Nope. I was late because once I realised I was going to be late, I let mum take care of her. When I went to give her a kiss, she was giggling and blew the biggest snot bubble you’ve ever seen. It popped just as she decided she wanted to give me a cuddle. It was disgusting. I had to change my top, and this was the only other thing half decent.” She indicates to the dress. “Otherwise, it would have been jeans and a sweatshirt. I don’t go out much, can you tell?” She points to the restaurant in front of us. “This is it.”
The partially enclosed outside area was nothing special, but it looked clean and presentable with its crisp white and red colour scheme. “Would you prefer to sit inside or out?”
“Inside I think.” I let her take the lead, partly because it’s the gentlemanly thing to do. Mainly so I can get a good look at her from behind. The slight sway of her hips and ass is spectacular. “Remind me to thank our beautiful daughter when I see her.”
“What for?” she asks over her shoulder.
“For getting you to wear that dress,” I reply, the depth of my approval clearly evident in my voice.
“Ahoy, vitaj (Hello, welcome).” A guy in a suit greets us inside the doorway. “Stol pre dvoch? (Table for two).” The inside mirrors the outside somewhat with the same tables, chairs and colour scheme, but with the added elegance of grand crystal lighting and rich wall coverings.
“Ano prosim, (Yes please)” Petra responds before translating to me in English.
“Ask him for a quiet table where we can talk,” I add.
I watch their facial expressions as they talk fast and fluidly in Slovak. When they laugh together and he places a hand on her arm, feelings I’ve rarely experienced before have me straightening my stance and my fists clenching at my sides. Jealousy, protectiveness and insecurity. Not just because the guy is over friendly towards her, but also that I can’t damn well understand what he or she is saying to each other and it’s making me very uneasy. The disgruntled look I flash him must hit home as he immediately escorts us to a table in a corner, away from the main area. It’s about as good as it’s going to get. I move swiftly, almost knocking the server off his feet, so I can get to pull the chair out for Petra to sit. The server raises his eyebrows at me, holds both of his hands up at chest level, and takes a step back. Petra shakes her head, sitting as I slowly push the chair in towards the table. I take both the menus from the outstretched hand of the server and pass one to her. She speaks to him again in Slovak. Much to my annoyance they laugh, and it’s clear the joke is on me. I wait until he walks away before I speak.
“What’s so funny?”
“You,” she chuckles. “You’re acting like an overprotective Neanderthal. What’s got into you?”
“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you, touching you. You’re here with me and he should have been respectful of that, rather than being all over you.”
“Woah!” she cocks her head and her eyebrows come together as she scowls. “Just because I’m the mother of your child, doesn’t mean that you automatically have a claim over me.” She looks around before leaning forward across the table. She lowers her voice before saying, “What are you going to do next? Get your dick out and start pissing all over me, marking your territory.”
“Well, I’m not really into that type of thing, but if it’s something that turns you on, then I’m willing to give it a try.”
Her eyes go wide, her mouth gapes open, then she bursts out laughing. She’s laughing so hard that I can see the tears start to collect in the corner of her eyes, as she takes huge gasps of air between each burst. Her laughter is so infectious that it draws me in too, obliterating the uneasy atmosphere.
“Damn, it’s good to see the sassy, fun loving Petra that stole my heart in Florida.” The words spill naturally and unrehearsed from my mouth.
Her laugher stops suddenly and again her eyes go wide and her mouth gapes open. No laughter this time as my words hit home. “Don’t look so shocked. You had me hooked from the first time you called me cowboy, but my stubbornness wouldn’t let me admit it to myself.”
“Cade, I…”
“I want you so much Petra, you have no idea.” I can see the server hovering about in my peripheral vision, but I don’t give a rat’s ass. “If we weren’t in a public place, I’d lay you on this table now and fuck you slow, then fast, until you’re screaming for mercy.” Her mouth is still agape, yet her eyes are now dark with want. “In fact, I might do it anyway, just so that douche bag of a server over there, gets my message loud and clear, to keep the hell away from you.”
“He’s my cousin, from my late father’s side. I didn’t even know he was back living in Bratislava and worked here until now.”
“Oh!” It was my turn to be taken by surprise. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You didn’t give me a chance,” she sniggers.
“Are you hungry?”