slowly backed away from him. His shirt was wrinkled and he needed to shave, but he was so beautiful, it almost made her heart hurt.
Finally, she turned and headed for the bathroom…making sure to roll her hips just a little more than usual, knowing he was watching her ass as she left.
“I’ll call you later if that’s okay?” Trigger said as he held Gillian in his arms outside her door. He couldn’t remember a better morning. He’d showered while she’d gotten some caffeine in her system, then they’d laughed and joked all the way back to Georgetown. It had taken all he had not to burst into her bathroom when he’d heard her shower turn on.
All he could think about was how she’d look naked as water sluiced over her curvy body. Luckily, it had taken her about twenty minutes to get ready, and that had given him a chance to get his libido under control.
She’d directed him to a small diner near her apartment complex and he’d had the best omelet he’d eaten in ages. Now they were back at her apartment, and he was saying goodbye. He wasn’t sure when they’d be able to get together again, but he hoped he could make that happen sooner rather than later.
“It’s more than okay,” she reassured him.
He looked down at her purse when he heard the sound of another text coming through. She’d been getting texts all morning, and other than a quick reply to her friends to tell them she was alive and well, she’d been ignoring them.
“You’re a popular person,” he noted.
“I’m friendly,” she said with a shrug. “And I know a lot of people. Both professionally and personally.”
“Be careful,” Trigger told her. “I don’t want to lose you now that I’ve found you.”
Her face gentled. “I will.”
“I had a good time,” he told her, prolonging their goodbye.
“Me too.”
“Okay, before I get too sappy, I’m gonna go.” Then he leaned forward, thrilled with how quickly Gillian went up on her tiptoes to meet his mouth. He kissed her, not as hard or as long as he wanted, but long enough for his toes to curl and his cock to harden.
“I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Okay. See you later.”
“Bye, Di.”
Trigger backed away, then turned and strode for the stairwell with a purpose. He needed to go before he forgot about his “going slow” edict.
Chapter Ten
Gillian smiled as she hung up the phone. She’d just finished reserving the ballroom at a nearby hotel for a fiftieth anniversary party for a truly wonderful couple. Their daughter wanted to have a huge party for her parents, and Gillian was more than happy to help give the couple an over-the-top celebration.
The last month had been amazing. Even with the hijacking still fresh in her mind two months later, she’d never been happier.
Walker was better than she’d ever imagined a boyfriend could be. Of course she’d dated in the past, but she’d never felt as content with another man as she did with Walker. On the days they didn’t see each other, he texted, emailed, and called. She’d communicated more with him in the last month than she did her last boyfriend in all the months they’d been so-called dating.
She knew Walker was very close to his parents, even though they lived up in Maine. They enjoyed their solitude and had no problem with the long, cold winters in the northeastern state they’d made their home. It was funny how different their parents were, since hers moved to Florida because they’d hated the cold. Barbara and Thomas Romano were also very social. They lived on a golf course, and every day her mom drove the golf cart for her dad while he played nine holes. Of course, she did so only so she could see and gossip with the other wives who drove their husbands around.
Gillian had spent every weekend with Walker. Ever since that first night when she’d fallen asleep on his couch, it had been an unspoken agreement that when he took her out, she’d stay overnight with him. He’d been nothing but a gentleman, going no further in their physical relationship than some very intense kisses. She’d wake up in his arms on his couch and couldn’t remember ever sleeping better.
Last weekend, Ann, Wendy, and Clarissa had insisted they wanted to spend time with Walker, so, along with their significant others, they’d all gone out to eat. Gillian had been thrilled when Walker had fit in easily with Tom, Wyatt, and Johnathan.