Dirk's Love Marisa Chenery (reading like a writer TXT) 📖

“I guess I can’t turn down one of those. And if for some unforeseeable reason I have to leave my position, I’l be sure to give it back.”

Dirk shook his head. “No, it’s yours to keep.” His gaze met hers again, and Ryann felt as if she were fal ing into it. “Though I real y can’t ever see letting you go.” She stared back at Dirk, feeling as if his gaze were eating her up again. An ache throbbed deep inside her pussy. God, he turned her on with just one look. If they weren’t in the middle of a restaurant, and she didn’t have Tyler with her, Ryann would be so tempted to throw herself at him. Professionalism be damned. She wanted him.

Wanted to have some hot, dirty sex with him, something she’d been sorely missing in her life. Sometimes she wanted to feel like a sexy woman, instead of a mommy.

And she had a feeling Dirk would be more than wil ing to give her exactly what she longed for.

The first plates of their food arrived, and the spel that had taken her over, broke. While they ate, the conversation centered more on Dirk’s online dating service, which the whole lunch meeting had been original y planned for. Ryann kept an eye on Tyler, thankful the mess he made with his food wasn’t hers to clean up. And she had to hand it to Dirk—he didn’t bat an eye when some of Tyler’s rice ended up flung to his side of the table.

Even though Ryann considered herself a big eater, Dirk put her to shame. She had reached her limit long before he did. The last two rol s he’d ordered had just been placed on the table. He picked one piece up with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth, sighing with pleasure. It sent of shiver of desire down her back. She wondered if he’d make the same sound in bed. She quickly pul ed her thoughts from that topic before they got out of hand.

Dirk swal owed before he asked, “Are you sure you’ve had enough?”

She shook her head. “Definitely. I eat another bite and I’l blow up, but you go ahead.”

He plucked up another piece. “Oh, I wil . I’m addicted to this stuff. When I come here, I make sure I get more than my money’s worth.”

She laughed. “I bet you do. And I bet they’re happy to see you go.”

“Wel , being so big,” Dirk winked at Tyler, “I have a healthy appetite.”

“I’m glad I’m not responsible for feeding you. You’d eat me out of house and home real y quickly.”

“To make sure that never happens, you’d just have to move in with me. That way, I’d be the one who’d have to feed you instead.”

“What about me, Dirk?” Tyler chimed in. “Would you let me move in with you too?”

“Of course I would. I’d make sure you had your own room, and I have a huge backyard you could run around in al day, if you wanted.”

“Real y?” Tyler asked excitedly. “Can my mom and I move in today?”

Ryann felt her face heat. “Tyler, Dirk was only joking.

We real y can’t move into his house with him. Dirk’s my boss. It’s because of him I don’t have to leave you during the day.”

Tyler’s face fel . “Oh.”

Dirk reached across the table and ruffled Tyler’s hair. “How about you come over for a visit. Would that be okay?” He then looked over at Ryann. “If that would be al right with your mom, that is.”

“You don’t have to feel as if you have to,” she quickly said.

“I know. I want to. Besides, there could be times where we might have to work in person. Tyler is welcome to come along.”

“Are you sure you want a three-year-old running around your place? He can get pretty rambunctious. I’d feel bad if he ended up breaking something.” Dirk laughed. “You don’t have to worry about that, and you’l see why when you come for your first visit.”

“Al right, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” After finishing the last of his rol s, Dirk asked, “How does sometime in the afternoon sound, for me to come over tomorrow? I’l give you a cal when I’m on my way.”

“That’l be fine. I guess I’l see you tomorrow then.”

“Yes. Don’t worry about the bil . I’l take care of it on my way out.”

“Okay.” Ryann slid out of the booth and took hold of Tyler’s hand after he stood beside her. “Thanks for lunch.

I’m glad we could final y meet face-to-face.”

“You’re welcome. And same here.”

Not able to think of something else to add, Ryann turned Tyler toward the restaurant’s entrance and walked away. As she pul ed open the glass door, she commended herself for not turning around and looking at Dirk one last time. Even though he’d given her a couple of toe-curling looks, that didn’t mean anything. As gorgeous as he was, Dirk didn’t need a divorced woman who came with a child.

* * *

Dirk waited until Ryann and Tyler walked out of the door before he signaled one of the waitresses to bring him the check. He slightly relaxed the hold he had over himself.

He thought he’d done a great job of acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening while he’d sat across from Ryann. But on the inside, that had been the furthest thing from the truth.

His mating urge rode his ass, hard. The whole time he’d been with Ryann, her scent had fil ed his head. But what ramped it up even more was when he’d caught the perfumed smel of her arousal a few times. He was glad they’d been seated with a table between them. He swore he spent the entire meal with a hard-on, one that was just slowly starting to go down. Not that his cock would behave, now that Ryann had left. Until