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KIM BALDWIN. She had stared at it for hours and dreamed of kissing it for weeks
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She had stared at it for hours and dreamed of kissing it for weeks. But the real thing far surpassed the fantasies she’d entertained.
Soon, Erin responded to her moist, gentle caresses by meeting Gable’s tongue with her own, and the kiss deepened, igniting a F re in Gable’s lower belly and making her head swim. When they F nally parted to breathe, Gable found it hard to focus.
Erin looked equally discombobulated. “I get it now,” she sighed happily.
“Get it?”
“Yeah. Golly!”
Gable exhaled a long hum of contentment. “It is pretty amazing—how it can feel so different with the right person.”
“No kidding! I can’t begin to tell you what you do to my body when you kiss me.”
“I have a pretty good idea. Five days suddenly seems like an eternity!”
Erin grinned. “It’ll pass before you know it. At least, I hope it will. You know I have training tomorrow night and Wednesday night, right?”
“Training?” Gable wailed.
“Yeah, I had to reschedule those sessions I cancelled. I probably won’t F nish until pretty late. And I have one on Saturday morning, but I’ll be done by early afternoon.”
Gable stuck out her lip in a pout.
“We can see each other on Thursday and Friday, though,” Erin offered. “Maybe go out to dinner one night?”
Gable groaned. “Thursday and Friday are out too. We’re doing inventory at the drugstore after we close.”
“Oh no!”
“Yeah, major bummer. Gonna seem like a long time until Saturday afternoon.”
Erin leaned forward to whisper in Gable’s ear seductively. “Well, there is something to be said for anticipation, you know.”
The warm breath against her skin sent a shudder through her. “I’ve already been anticipating for weeks,” she said. “I’m not sure how much more anticipating my body can take!”
“Well, I’m right there with you,” Erin admitted. “So much so, in fact, that if you don’t get headed home pretty quick I may be very tempted to ask you to stay the night.”
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Gable’s body temperature shot up several more degrees. “Oh, it is so not going to be easy to wait,” she said, getting to her feet. “All right, I’ll be on my way. It is getting late.”
Erin walked her to the door, and drew her into a good-bye hug.
They lingered long like that, reluctant to part, their arms wrapped around one another.
“Thank you for telling me how you feel,” Gable whispered.
Erin nodded, her face against Gable’s chest. “Kind of felt like I didn’t have much choice.” She pulled back to look up at her. “Pretty powerful.”
Gable dipped her head to kiss Erin again, a gentle and sweet kiss good-bye, brief enough that it wouldn’t leave them both any more stirred up than they already were.
“So…Saturday?” she said as they parted.
Erin smiled at her. “It’s a date.”
The words bounced around in Gable’s head the rest of that night and all the next day at work, like they had a mind of their own. They became the words to any tune that happened to cross her mind, however ridiculous the F t. The William Tell Overture:
It’s a date, It’s a date, It’s a date, date, date!
It’s a date, It’s a date, It’s a date, date, date!
It’s a date, It’s a date, It’s a date, date, date!
It’s a daaaaaaaaaaate! Yes! It’s a date, date, date!
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