I Saw Her Standing There Read Free Page A

before, even though he’d certainly felt it.
    “Me, too.”
    “Are you hungry?”
    “Starving.”
    Serving dinner gave him something else to focus on besides how it felt to kiss and hold her, how amazing she smelled, the way her shorts hugged her sexy ass and how great her hair looked.
    “What happened to your curls?” he asked as he dished up the pasta, vegetables and bread while she opened the chilled bottle of chardonnay he’d gotten for her.
    “They met a straightening iron.”
    “I like it, but I like the curls, too.”
    “I hate the curls. They make me look like a five-year-old.”
    “Not to me they don’t.”
    Her cute smile exposed the dimples he’d come to adore. “You’re racking up all kinds of points, Mr. Abbott. This pasta is amazing.”
    “Don’t be too impressed. It’s about the extent of my culinary expertise.”
    “I’m very impressed, and it’s very good.”
    “I’m glad you like it.”
    Over dinner they talked about the week they’d had at work, and Lucy shared some more insight into what it had been like to run her web design company alone since her partner, Cameron, moved to Vermont to live with Colton’s brother Will.
    “You know when you blow up a balloon and then let it go and it flies all over the place?”
    Nodding, Colton refilled their wineglasses.
    “That’s me since Cam left. I’m all over the freaking place trying to plug all the holes with only ten fingers.” She looked up at him, a faint blush occupying her cheeks. “And that’s kind of a gross sentence.”
    Colton laughed. “Have you talked to Cam about it?”
    She shook her head. “What would be the point? She’s thrilled with her new life with Will. I’d never do anything to take away from her happiness. God knows, she deserves it.”
    “What about your happiness? Don’t you deserve it, too?”
    She propped her chin on her upturned fist and smiled at him. “I’m happy enough. Work is crazy, but we’re in transition. I suppose that’s to be expected.”
    “And here I am taking up all your weekends when you’ve got so much going on.”
    “The weekends are keeping me sane, so keep them coming.”
    “How would you feel about a whole week?”
    She raised a brow in question.
    He told her about the trade show and watched her eyes go wide with surprise and then laughter. “Your dad is seriously considering offering that stuff in the store?”
    “I’m not really sure what he’s up to, and once he said ‘a week in New York’ I didn’t ask a lot of questions. Although now I’m wondering if I should’ve asked you before I committed. I know how busy you are.”
    She reached across the counter for his hand. “I’d love to have you in New York for a week. That’d be awesome.”
    Colton bent his head to kiss the hand she’d wrapped around his. “I’m glad you agree. I thought it sounded pretty damned good, too.” He looked over at her and gave her hand a gentle tug, encouraging her to come closer. “You know what else sounds good right now?”
    She stepped between his legs and flattened her hands on his chest. “What’s that?”
    “More of this.” He kept his eyes open as he tipped his head and kissed her softly. “And some of this.” More kisses to her neck. “And then there’s this.” He raised his hands from her hips to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over nipples that tightened in response.
    Lucy sighed and relaxed against him.
    “How does that sound?”
    “Really good. Exceptionally good.”
    “I’m glad you agree.” He kissed her again and withdrew from her reluctantly to deal with the dishes as quickly as he could while she finished her wine.
    “I can help, you know.”
    “No need. I got it.”
    “Good with his hands
and
good in the kitchen.”
    Amused, he waggled his brows at her. “And you haven’t even seen the full extent of my bedroom work yet.”
    Lucy’s face turned bright red, forcing her to turn away from him. She wandered to the windows that overlooked