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Chapter 7
Sara could not believe how quickly the night was flying by. Warrick had her brought her to a little jazz bar where they met Reggie and Beth. They had found a little table in a corner and ordered drinks. They sat for over an hour talking and laughing.
Sara could not remember having so much fun. Reggie and Beth were a riot. They had told her quite a few stories about Warrick and she couldn't stop laughing. She was very surprised to learn about his playful side and the trouble he and Reggie had gotten into during their school days together. She also learned about Warrick's passion for music. She knew he played the piano but never realized the intensity of his interest and the depth of his talent.
Warrick remained somewhat quiet during the stories and would pipe in once in awhile to defend himself. She couldn't help but smile at him when he did this. They asked her a few questions about herself but she was guarded with her answers. Warrick knew Sara was a very private person but he hoped that she would be able to open up to him eventually. He realized that there was a whole other side to her and he really wanted to get to know that part of her.
Around 11:00 they left the bar and walked down the street to the dance club. As they walked Warrick held her hand and Sara couldn't help but smile. She looked up at him and tentatively asked,
"Would you play for me sometime?" He looked at her for a long moment and Sara took that as a no. "It's okay," she mumbled, "I understand if you don't like an audience. I just remember from that case we worked together, the singer's wife who committed suicide, you ran your fingers across the keys and it sounded nice. "
Warrick halted their walk and gave her a smile and said, "So are you saying that maybe we should go on another date and that my playing for you should be on the menu?" Sara blushed and stammered, "I ah don't know? Are you asking me for a date?" His smile widened and he nodded, "Would you go out with me Sara? Because I'd love to play for you."
A genuine grin broke out across her face as she said, "I'd like that Warrick." "Good so would I." He tightened his hold on her hand and they hurried to catch up to their friends. Warrick paid the cover and they entered the dimly lit club. They made their way through the swarms of people to a less crowded spot near the rear of the club, Warrick's hand never leaving hers.
Once they claimed there spot, the guys left her and Beth to go get drinks. "So how did he like your outfit?" Beth asked with a knowing grin. "His eyes practically popped out of his head," Sara giggled. "It seems like it's going well." Beth stated. Sara smiled and nodded her head. "Plus I've noticed he can't keep his hands off you. Which I'm sure you do not mind." Beth said with a laugh. Sara couldn't help but smile at the truth of her words as she felt her now famous blush stain her cheeks.
She thought back to everything up to this moment and as promised Warrick's hands had somehow found their way to various parts of her body: whether it be a hand on her shoulder, a soft stroke across the flesh of her back, a finger trailing down her arm, a warm hand on the small of her back or his large hand engulfing hers as the walked through the crowd.
All Sara knew was that she was in heaven. The slightest touch would send her hormones into overdrive and when his touch would linger on her skin she wanted to just moan his name and beg him to touch her more.
The guys returned with their drinks and Warrick immediately was standing close to her with his hand on the small of her back. Beth gave her a huge knowing smile and Reggie waggled his eyebrows at her. Sara couldn't help but smile. The night was going perfectly. She knew without a doubt something was happening between them. The emotions she was feeling were somewhat overwhelming and scary but she knew she was ready to move forward with them. She wanted to see if the spark that danced between them could be ignited into something more.
The club was playing retro 80's and 90's music and Billy Idol's Rebel Yell came blaring out of the multi speakers. Beth squealed happily and pulled Sara out onto the dance floor. Sara tried to shake her nervousness because she knew Warrick's eyes were on her. His smoldering looks were making her blood boil.
Sara closed her eyes and let the music move her. She swayed and shook her hips feeling the energy of the song. She raised her hands above her head and she gyrated her hips in total sync with the music. Sara could feel the heat of his stare burning her skin as her eyes locked onto his. She had never seen such an intense look on his face before. He looked like he was memorizing her body and its sexy movements.
Warrick watched Sara as she went out onto the dance floor. He knew that she was nervous, he could tell by the flush of her cheeks. But as the song progressed Sara began to relax. Her body moved and swayed in perfect time with the music. He watched mesmerized as she gyrated her hips and slowly raised her arms above her head. Her top pulled tight across her breasts and he groaned silently at the alluring view. His eyes traveled slowly down her body and he sighed at the sight of the vast amount of her creamy skin displayed.
Sara's hips were another matter all together. The more she moved them the more erotic the images became in his head. At last his eyes sought out her gorgeous legs. He knew he would never tire looking at them. They were long, lithe and extremely tantalizing. They were sure to become key players in his fantasies.
As the song ended a slow one came on. With his eyes never leaving hers he moved toward her ready to stake his claim. He felt a wave of jealousy roll through him as he watched a man approach her and ask her to dance. He sighed in relief as she shook her head no and pointed in his direction.
When he reached her, he quickly pulled her into his embrace and his hands immediately slid across the smooth skin of her naked back. She shivered slightly at the sensation. Warrick smiled at her reaction. He leaned down and heatedly whispered, "What did you tell that guy?" She looked up at him and gave him a shy smile and said, "I told him no, because I thought my date might mind." "Your date? I like the sound of that." he said with a gleam in his eyes.
Warrick stroked her back again and said with a small smirk, "I do have one small grievance." Sara raised her eyebrows in question. "We had an agreement about hands. And I know I have held up my end of the bargain," he said seductively running his hands slowly down her back and resting them confidently on her hips, "But my date seems to have forgotten our deal," he finished with a sly grin.
Sara's face flushed bright pink. "Oh" was all she could manage as she looked at her hands on his shoulders. She swallowed her nervousness and began to slowly move her hands across his thick muscles. She slid them slowly down his well-sculpted chest feeling his nipples harden under the palms of her hands. Pleased that he was responding to her touch she became more brazen.
Sara journeyed her hands back up his chest and across his shoulders. She moved them torturously slow down his arms enjoying the feel of the hard muscles in his forearms. Finally she reached his skin and she sighed at the scorching sensation under her fingertips. She snaked her fingers up inside his shirtsleeves and slowly stroked the powerful muscles of his arm.
Warrick bit back a growl as he watched her determined face. The feel of her small hands on his body sent waves of pleasure rolling threw his system. There was no way to disguise his desire for her. He watched a small-satisfied smile spread across her face as she felt his obvious reaction. When he felt her hands on his skin of his arms, his hands automatically tightened on her hips.
Sara's eyes shot to his and her mouth opened slightly when she saw the depth of his arousal. He watched in slow fascination as her face flushed and her eyes sparked with heat. He felt one of her hands slid down to his wrist. She tugged gently on it and he let her take it. She pulled up his hand in between their bodies and brought it up close to her face. He felt her fingers glide seductively across the back of his hand as she gently turned it over.
Without breaking eye contact with him she brought the palm of his hand up to her mouth. He could feel the heat of her lips against his sensitive skin. Without warning, he felt her tongue softly touch his palm and his eyes flared with pure hot lust at the arousing sensation. Her tongue made slow circles for only a moment before she pulled it away. He immediately missed her intoxicating touch. He fought his intense desire to pull her sexy body tight up against his and crush his mouth possessively down into hers. He watched her for a moment before his need to hold her close besieged him.
Sara stepped away slightly and watched his ardent reaction to her touch. His handsome face was full of passionate hunger. She felt her body readied itself in anticipation. She held back a moan, as his hands traveled up her bare arms and glided across her back. In the next instance she felt herself being pressed completely against his incredible body. One large hand rested across her back while the other moved dangerously low toward her ass. She found herself wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in even closer.
They both became aware of the dancing couple around them and began to move to the music. Sara felt like heaven in his arms. She seemed to fit perfectly against his body. He had never been with a woman as tall .He realized he liked the way her head could rest on his shoulder and the fact that he could feel the heat of her breath on his neck. Her mouth was so close to his. All it would take was the slight dip of his head and he could finally taste her, the woman who haunted his dreams.
Sara could not image anything feeling better then being in Warrick's arms. His body felt hard and powerful against hers. Even the smell of him was intoxicating. She yearned for him to kiss her. She slid one of her hands up his neck to touch his hair. It was softer then she imaged. She ran her hand over it enjoying the texture against her palm. She heard him growl her name and she tipped her head back slightly to meet his eyes.
When he felt her touch his hair he couldn't hold back any longer. He growled her name. His eyes let her know his intentions. If she didn't want it, she should let him know now. He sighed with relief when her eyes darkened with passion and her tongue slid out to moisten her succulent lips.
Sara watched in slow motion as Warrick's mouth descended on hers. She barely had a chance to enjoy the heated sensation of his lips against hers before they were gone. She blinked in shock and turned to see who had just ruined their moment yet again. When Sara set eyes on the enraged woman standing beside them, she knew her fairy tale romance with Warrick would never be. Reality had come crashing in. Sara knew that happily ever after was somehow not meant for her.
Sara looked up at Warrick and his eyes pleaded with her not to leave. She pulled herself out of his arms and stepped away. As she left the warmth of his arms she felt all her hope leave her. She fought her disappointment and tried to seal herself off from the hurt. But it was already there squeezing her heart. She would never know now, if he was the one she had been waiting for.
Warrick silently yelled as he watched she close herself off to him. He had been so close to tasting heaven and it had been ripped away again. He wanted to shout in frustration and damn the woman who pulled them apart. He knew there would be no easy explanation about who this woman was and what she meant to him. As well as he knew Sara; he knew she would not understand.
He felt sadness fill him because he knew he had lost Sara. And what hurt worse was the fact that he never really had her to begin with. He would never know if she was the one he had been waiting for and his heart broke.
TBC