Katherine stared at him. "You want to help me bake?" she asked.
Slowly, one sleek eyebrow spiked. "You think I don’t know my way around a mixer and batter?"
Katherine laughed. "I’m sure you do." She shoved it towards him. "Have at it."
He frowned. "Actually when I asked if you needed help, I meant do you have any already baked ones you needed help eating... Now, that I can help with".
Katherine couldn't help a smile. "Come in here" she said as she took off her apron and began to walk to her office. She felt his intense gaze singe her back as she walked away. He followed.
Jensen watched Katherine move, the sway of her hips so damn attractive, her long, shapely legs extending in that way that only models and trained dancers could execute without appearing pretentious or awkward. Her small heels were a shiny rose gold color that drew attention to her delicate ankles.
He wanted to grip those ankles so bad
He thought. He wanted to spread her thighs and bare her wet, beautiful pussy to his hungry gaze.
Was she wearing one of those mind blowing scraps of silk underwear? He wondered. Did she have a garter belt on under that short, flared black skirt whispering against her thighs? Jensen's mind was wandering. He knew that he should stop with those thoughts or risk having an erection right there in her office.
But he couldn't help it. She turned around when she got to her desk and turned around. Jensen shut the door and faced her again. His gaze climbed up her body to the black off the shoulder top baring her throat and the top of her cleavage, he shoved his hands in his pockets as the vivid image of those full, heavy breasts emblazoned itself on his mind.
Damn, he had watched this woman grow up. The girl and young woman he knew in school and when he had returned from college had been breathtaking when he had eventually forced his head out of the sand and acknowledged her womanhood.
But the woman he was looking at now had an extra layer of tenacity to her. He had noticed it when she’d first walked into his office when she came back. She had confirmed it when she had argued with him, then held her head high in the face of his less than stellar behavior afterwards.
He wanted this woman. He wanted to protect her. Take care of her. Love her. He wanted to make up for those years he should have done exactly that. Because she deserved it... She was the most caring, loving, affectionate person he had ever known. The one person who has always been there for him. He should have never let her go.
Damn, men sure must be all over her. How could any red blooded male not be attracted to all that sexiness.
"Are you just going to stand there and stare at me all day?"
He heard Katherine ask and he shook his head, realizing he had just been standing there staring at her, while his thoughts wandered. He grinned at her and moved closer.
"I was thinking just how amazing you are," he said.
"That's not true," Katherine said, but she was smiling.
"What makes you think I am lying?" he asked.
"I —I don't know" she stammered as he came to stand right in front of her. So close you could feel the heat from his body. "I guess it's because... You are really good with words''
"Oh" he said, looking thoughtful. "You think I'm flattering you. I'm not. But if I was, tell me, how does it make you feel?"
Katherine inhaled deeply, and tried to move away from him. But she was trapped between him and her desk, and when she tried to get away, he put his hands on either side, blocking her escape.
He grinned down at her "Where ya going, Kat?" he asked.
"I, ah, I just thought of something..." Katherine said.
He stared at her for a few seconds. Then like a loud blast, his laugh erupted, filling the silence of the office.
She halted, a spark of suspicion beginning to form. "What is so funny?" she asked.
"The look on your face, baby. It was so damn funny"
He shook his head, and Katherine was so mortified, she wanted to die. She frowned and his hands left the desk and landed on her shoulders, holding her firm.
"Don't get all huffy now, Kitty Kat," he said. "We have something to discuss. Something really important to me."
"You mean, you don't intend to taunt me anymore? My goodness, how gracious." she said, rolling her eyes.
"You've got a real smart mouth, don't you?" he said grinning. "No, don't answer that. We both know the answer to that. I'm sorry I teased you, but I couldn't resist. You're just too damn easy to fluster. You know I have always enjoyed doing it."
He turned her to face him, then tipped up her chin.
"Here, now, don't go blushing again. Not that you don't look cute when you do, but I really think we should talk." he said.
Katherine stepped carefully away, his nearness, his touch, affected her so much... In ways no other man had ever affected her. Even after all his taunting, she still went breathless and too warm inside when he was close.
"I wanted to talk about our date. I know it's just been two days, and I told you to pick the date but I kinda couldn't wait anymore... And to be honest I was beginning to worry that if I let you stay too long, you would think so much and then you would change your mind about going out with me "
Katherine chuckled. "Why do you always jump to the conclusion that I would change my mind whenever we make plans?" she asked.
He raised an eyebrow and gave her a look that seemed to say 'I think we both know the answer to that question'.
She understood the look. And then she smiled.
"I didn't change my mind, Jensen," she said softly.
"You didn't?"
She nodded. "I'm actually looking forward to it"
"You are?"
"Are you just going to repeat everything I say?... Or just keep asking weird questions?" she asked, clearly amused.
He grinned at her.
"So" Katherine said, closing the distance between them. She placed a hand on his chest and looked up at him. "How about tomorrow night?"