Perfect Fit - Brenda Jackson [80]
After dinner on Friday night, they had gone to their separate beds to get a good night’s sleep. True to his word, he had awakened her the following morning before the crack of dawn to go fishing.
The lake on his land had been humongous, and just as he’d said, it had been stocked with all kinds of fish. After Gabe showed her how to use a fishing rod, they had spent that very cold morning drinking tons of coffee while catching fish for their dinner. Then later they had gone riding on his snowmobile and skiing.
During that time they spent together, they had shared a lot of conversation. He’d told her more about his family, and she had told him more about hers. She had also told him about her grandmother and how close they’d been.
He even told her of other projects his company had lined up to do, and that one would take him to England for at least six months. He also mentioned that Christopher would be flying in next Monday morning and asked if the three of them could have dinner together the following Wednesday. He wanted her to meet his best friend, and she looked forward to it.
After enjoying a very delicious dinner of grilled fish, green beans and leftover wild rice—just as tasty as the night before—they had cleaned up the kitchen, and then later, since it had stopped snowing, they had gone walking.
Upon returning, she had taken a hot soak in the tub to warm her body. After changing into another pair of jeans and a pullover sweater, she had joined him in the living room. They had both agreed to always sit down and discuss things that were concerning them, keeping the lines of communication open between them as a way to continue to build trust. That was the main reason she had decided to tell him about her trip to Texas to meet with Erol.
At first he hadn’t said anything. He’d sat next to her on the sofa in front of the fireplace, quiet, as if in deep thought. Then he had turned to her and pulled her closer to him and told her that he agreed with her decision to meet with Erol if that was what she felt she needed to do.
For the rest of the evening they had sat in front of the fireplace, drank wine and talked some more. She had totally enjoyed his company. It was only when it was time for them to turn in for the night that she had gone into his arms for the kiss she’d been starving for all day.
He had kissed her with a passion that overwhelmed her. And it had been her breasts that he had wanted to feel. The smile on Sage’s mouth widened when she remembered that not only had he felt them, but he had tasted them as well. By the time he’d finished, she had become a wriggling mass of heated desire, and just like the night before, she had come apart in his arms.
That night while she’d slept alone, she had dreamed about him, and it wasn’t helping matters that thoughts of him consumed her mind now. She was barely getting any work done.
She jumped when she heard the phone ring and quickly picked it up. “Hello?”
“Is it true, Sage? Is it true that you have agreed to meet and talk to Erol? To possibly work things out?”
Sage heard the happiness in her mother’s voice and released a long, deep sigh, wondering how her mother had found out. “Mom, who told you that?”
“Ericka.”
Ericka was Erol’s mother. Sage frowned, wondering if Erol had shared the news with his parents after she’d asked him not to mention it to anyone. “Did Erol tell her that?”
“No, he didn’t tell her anything, which Ericka isn’t too happy about. She happened to overhear him talking on the phone. He was making dinner reservations for the two of you at some exclusive restaurant in Dallas. So tell me if it’s true, sweetheart.”
Sage refused to be pulled in by her mother’s excitement at the prospect of her and Erol getting back together. “Yes, it’s true, Mom, but not for the reason that you think,” she said, deciding to put an end to any hope her mother was still holding on to. “I’ve met someone.”
There was a long pause on the other end; then her mother finally