My Cowboy Prince

Chapter 33

I got up early to write this. It was plaguing my mind. Hope you enjoy.

__________

Taking a deep breath, I try to focus on the moment but I keep glancing at the vibrant city skyline that stretches out before us. The rooftop is beautifully lit with soft string lights, they cast a warm glow that dances across the intimate setting.

There is a gentle hum of conversation surrounds us, yet I feel like we're in our own little world. The high walls and lush greenery create a sense of seclusion, that allows me to forget the bustling city just beyond.

I glance around, noticing other couples tucked away in cozy enclaves. Their laughter mingles well with the soft jazz playing in the background but my attention is drawn back to Luke, who leans in closer. There's a playful glint in his eye.

It's still feels unreal that he's here sitting beside me. I tried not to think too much of it but now that the initial suprise is wearing off, I'm starting to get curious.

As I attempt to ask him about it, he shakes his head and a smile curls at his lips. "No work talk tonight. Just us."

"How did you even know it was about work?" I challenge with a teasing edge in my tone.

"Because I know you..." he replies, his gaze steady and confident as he takes me in. Before I can press further, a waitress arrives and takes our appetizer orders. She flashes us a warm smile that I barely manage to register because of our brewing electric tension. As the woman walks away, I feel the flutter of anticipation in my stomach and the air seems to grow even thicker with unspoken desires.

Once she's gone, Luke leans in even closer and his voice drops to a sultry whisper. "Take off your panty and give it to me 'fore she comes back."

I blink, taken aback as a rush of heat floods my body at his demand. It's so bold and unexpected that it leaves me breathless. "W-What?"

His blue eyes glint with mischief but there's a playful challenge evident in his expression. "You heard me, darlin'."

Heat floods my cheeks and the boldness of his request sends my heart racing. There's an undeniable thrill in the danger of it. I glance around, ensuring no one is watching before I slowly slide my hand beneath the hem of my skirt. The soft fabric brushing against my skin ignites a new set of fire within me.

With a quick, furtive look at Luke I slip off my panties then hold it tightly in my palm. Just as I'm about to pass it, I hear the sound of the waitress returning. My breath hitches, and instinctively, I thrust the small bundle into his awaiting hand.

"Here," my voice is barely audible as I pull my hand back, just as she arrives with our piping appetizers.

Luke grins. His eyes sparkle with delight as he expertly conceals the evidence then leans back in his seat. The plushness and movement of the sofa amplify the sensations coursing through me tenfold, each brush of the fabric against my skin makes me acutely aware of him beside me.

Not wanting to focus too much on the maddening feeling, I begin to dip into my caviar. Unprovoked Luke leans in closer and press a soft kiss to my neck. The warmth of his lips sends shivers down my spine that heightens my senses even more. It's a simple gesture, yet it feels charged with intensity that resonates deep within me. He pulls back slightly but his breath still feels warm against my skin.

"You know, this place has the best truffle fries in the city," the man says casually, the contrast between his words and earlier actions is bound to drive me wild.