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Chapter 10

Sara paced nervously around her living room. She glanced at the clock for the umpteenth time 11:50. She groaned in frustration as she looked around her apartment. There was nothing left for her to clean. She had already done the laundry, vacuumed, and dusted. She couldn't believe how nervous she was about Warrick's phone call. She was acting like a silly school girl. She sat down on the couch with a sigh. She smiled wistfully as she remembered how wonderful his lips felt against hers.

The ringing of her cell phone brought her out of her stimulating memories. She flipped it open and let out a sigh of relief. Warrick's # flashed across the screen. "Hey," she answered. "Hey yourself," he chuckled. "You're 5 minutes ahead of schedule." she said. "I couldn't wait," he replied.

"Good because there is not a thing left to clean in my apartment," she said with a teasing voice. She heard his deep throated laugh through the phone and her knees went weak. "So," she started. "You want to get together?" he asked. "Yes," she answered quickly. "Are you ready now?' he questioned. "It depends on where we're going." she countered.

"Some place fun," he chuckled. "What should I wear?' she asked. "Comfortable clothes, maybe shorts and a tank top." he said hopefully. "Shorts?" she asked skeptically. "Mmmm I had an interesting dream involving your legs. I need to see if they are as fine as I remember." he playfully said.

Her sexy laugh filled the phone and Warrick had to stifle a groan. "Warrick!' she said with exasperation. "I'm serious Sara. Your legs are incredibly sexy. I promise to behave myself. I'm a very patient man. I think I can wait to see if your legs are as soft as they were in my dream." he heatedly responded.

Warrick could her embarrassment when she growled his name again. He could picture her lovely face turning a beautiful shade of pink. "I'm sorry Sara." "No it's fine. Just be careful what you wish for Warrick because it maybe more then you can handle." she seductively replied. He couldn't help but smile at her flirty remark.

"But Sara I'm looking forward to handling as much of you as you'll let me." he huskily answered. Sara felt her face grow hot at his implied words. She hesitated a moment before replying. "How much I let you huh? That depends Warrick, how good can you be?" Her throaty sexy whisper sent a wave of pure hot lust racing through his body. "I'll be there in 20 minutes," he growled before hanging up the phone.

Sara ran a hand across her heated skin. She was completely turned on. Christ how was she going to spend the afternoon with him. She headed into her bedroom and pulled out a pair of hip hugging denim shorts and a burgundy tank top. After changing she went into the bathroom to do her hair. She decided to pull it up into a loose bun, leaving wavy tendrils framing her face. She applied a light layer of lip gloss. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed.

The doorbell rang and she looked at her watch and smiled. He must have broken the speed limit to there so fast. She headed to the door trying to control her racing heart. She opened the door with a smile and looked up into his handsome. His gorgeous eyes were shining and a sexy smirk graced his mouth. She felt her breath catch in her throat.

"Hey," he smiled. "That was quick," she grinned. "Well that flirting of yours put me in fast gear." "Was I flirting?" she teased. His smile widened for a moment before his eyes traveled appreciatively down her body. She felt herself flush at his obvious scrutiny. "Damn girl if you don't look fine." Her blush deepened as she quietly said, "Thank you." "Are you ready?' he asked. "Yes," she replied as she grabbed her keys from the small table beside the door.

Warrick fought the urge to reach out and touch her as she stepped by him to head down to the SUV. His eyes never left her sexy little rear as she descended the stairs. When she reached the vehicle, she turned and gave him a beautiful smile. At that moment he knew he had lost his internal battle.

Sara started to ask where they were going when he cut off her words with a heated kiss. She froze for a moment when she realized he was kissing her but the sensation of his hot sexy lips moving over hers quickly brought her back to her senses. She grasped the back of his head and pulled him closer.

Sara growled hungrily against his lips and opened her mouth to him. She could feel his heated response when he growled in return and his hands began to caress her body.

Warrick was in heaven. Just the feel of her moving seductively against his body was enough to send wave after wave of red hot lust through his system. The need for air finely drove them apart. They both stood there panting, their cheeks flushed, their lips swollen and their eyes dancing with desire.

"I thought I'd get that out of the way now. I knew I couldn't wait all afternoon to kiss you." he said with a grin. A self conscious smile graced her lovely face. "Ummm you are planning on doing that again? Right?" she asked shyly. He chuckled and said, "Most definitely." "How about right now?" she asked hopefully. He let out a deep laugh and said, "We'll never make it on our date if you keep asking me to kiss you. It's bad enough I had to get you out of your apartment because I knew if I kissed you there we never would have left."

"And that would be bad why?" "Sara you're not going to make this easy are you?" She smiled at him and shook her head no. He ran his hand across his face and groaned. "Kiss me." she said quietly. "Sara," he pleaded. "Kiss me now Warrick," she demanded.

Sara watched as his face ignited with passion and she subconsciously stepped back. His smile turned predatory as he advanced on her. "Remember you asked for it," he huskily whispered.

If Sara thought he had seriously kissed her before she was totally mistaken. His hands hotly grasped her face and his mouth covered hers with a fiery domination. She was under his control and at his mercy. There was no denying it. She felt him push her up against the SUV and she groaned at the sensation of his powerful body pressing up against hers.

There was no tenderness in this kiss. It was hot, passionate and all consuming. She felt herself succumbing to his sensual demands. She was losing herself to him. She felt one of his hands slide seductively down her body. She gasped into his mouth when she felt his fingers glide across her breast. She understood immediately why he was so cautious to get physically close to her. Once they crossed the line there would be no turning back. They would have to finish what they started whether they were ready or not.

It took all her will power to place both her hands on his chest and push him away. She looked up into his lust filled eyes and hotly whispered, "You've made your point. I understand completely. We need to limit the kissing and the touching. We need to slow down."

Warrick nodded slowly trying to get his over stimulated body back under control. He gazed at her, openly enjoying her passion induced appearance. She was flustered and he had never seen her like that before. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and that made him feel great.

"Let's go on our date." he said with a grin as he headed to the other side of the SUV and he climbed in. Sara was grateful he didn't try to touch her. She had very little self control at the moment. She knew if she felt his hands on her again there would be no stopping. She sat quietly trying to regain control of her lustful body.

Sara watched him out of the corner of her eye as he drove. She was thankful that he wanted to take things slow. She never dreamed that they would have such a powerful physical connection. Just sitting next to him she felt an overwhelming need to touch him.

Their relationship had changed so quickly she knew they had to slow things down. They were friends but there were still many things they did not know about each other. They needed to do this right if they wanted it to work. She hoped she would be strong enough to ignore the powerful desire she felt for him.

Warrick and Sara stopped at a small café for lunch. They spent the whole time asking each other personal questions. Sara found out his favorite food, color, movies, sports teams, music, hobbies and places he wanted to visit. She in return answered the same questions for him. When they left the café Sara felt like she knew him much better. They had much more in common then either had realized.

Sara laughed as they arrived at an indoor mini golf. She hadn't been in years. "Just so you know I use to be pretty good." she said with a smile. "Is that a challenge I hear?" Warrick teased. She looked at him for a moment considering the idea. An impious smile crossed her face. "I do believe it is Mr. Brown. But there is a condition. If I win you have to fulfill a task of my choice." Warrick looked at her, studying the playful expression on her face. "Okay," he agreed. "But the same rule goes if I win." he said with a sly smile on his face. She held out her hand and they shook on it.

Sara couldn't remember when she had had such a good time. They made each other laugh constantly. She discovered she loved flirting with him. She could clearly see the look of controlled desire in his eyes and she used it to her advantage. By the 8th hole she knew she had the upper hand.

Sara was driving him wild. He was an idiot for suggesting that she wear shorts. Every time she bent over or squatted down he wanted to grab her and take her right there on the green. By the 10th hole he knew she was teasing him on purpose. She putted her ball and went to see how close she was to the hole. "See if you can beat that," she said confidently as she seductively stretched her arms up over her head, revealing a large expanse of her sexy belly showing.

Warrick had reached his breaking point. "Now that's clearly interference," he said putting his hands on his hips. "What?' she said innocently as she stretched some more. "I'm just loosening up." she said.

Warrick rolled his eyes at her innocent act. "Oh no Baby, you've been wiggling that fine ass of yours, bending over provocatively, and now this stretching thing. You're purposely trying to distract me." Warrick said with playful indignation.

Sara looked slightly miffed by his words. She stalked over to him and poked him in the chest as she spoke. "Let's get one thing straight buddy.' He waited for her tirade of angry words. Instead she smiled triumphantly and said, "It's working rather well don't you think? I'm up by 5 strokes."

Warrick looked at her beautiful self-satisfied face and let out a deep laugh. "Why Sara Sidle I never knew you were such a tease. I like it." Sara wasn't prepared for the onslaught of his lips on hers. He hungrily pulled her against his muscular body and ravished her sexy mouth.

After a few moments he pulled away and looked into her dazed eyes. "Now we're even." he said with a wicked grin. It took her a moment to register what he had said. "You beast," she growled slapping him playfully on the chest. He could only laugh at her frustrated expression.

The rest of the game, Sara was relentless. She would seductively press herself up against him before he putted, kissing him hotly right below his ear and then whispering good luck to him. She would continually bend over and look up at him to ask a question knowing full well that her shirt gaped open slightly giving him a nice peek at the curves of her lovely breasts. Warrick was having a great time with her. He was enjoying this side of Sara. He had no idea she could be so relaxed and radiant. She seemed so alive and full of life. He could tell she wasn't use to flirting. Her blush giving her away each time she touched him.

He of course was not making it easy on her. When it was her turn to putt he would step in close behind her to slide his hands around her waist. He would lean in close and whisper good luck in her ear before lightly nibbling on her earlobe. She somehow managed to look somewhat unflustered but he knew he had gotten to her. They were tied at the 18th hole.

Sara was extremely turned on by that point and really didn't care if she lost. She just wanted to get to the SUV so she could kiss him senseless. Warrick went first and his ball missed going into the hole by inches. Sara smiled at him sweetly and putted her ball. Surprisingly it was a hole in one. She let out a yelp of happiness and threw her arms around his neck.

She met his heated eyes and said, "Baby you are soooooo in trouble." Warrick groaned before placing a hot opened mouth kiss on her hungry lips. Someone clearing his throat brought them out of their reverie. They looked sheepishly at the family waiting for their turn at the hole. "Sorry," they mumbled before hurrying to the SUV hand in hand, laughing the whole way.

As Warrick went to let her in, he trapped her between his two muscular arms. "So what are you going to make me do?" he asked suspiciously. She gave him a smug smile and waggled her eyebrows. "Sara," he warned. "Warrick,' she countered. He smiled and closed the distance between them.

Sara felt the heat from his body as he pressed against her. "Sara," he whispered hotly in her ear. "Tell me," he said as he ran his tongue down her neck to her collar bone. She moaned in pleasure. "Tell me," he said again moving to do the same exact thing to the other side of her throat. "Take me home," she softly said. He leaned back and met her smoldering brown eyes. "Sara that's not a good idea." She smiled at him and said, "I promise my wish does not include touching or kissing." "It doesn't?' he said sounding a little disappointed. She laughed at his expression and said, "Let's go handsome."

Within 20 minutes they were standing in Sara's living room and Warrick still didn't know what he had to do. He gave her an impatient look and Sara grinned. "I want you to cook dinner for me." He looked at her a moment surprised by her request. "That's it?" he said with a grin. "Oh no,' she said with a smirk.

Warrick waited as she slowly came toward him, her chocolate eyes dancing with mischief. "You have to cook shirtless." she said with a very self satisfied grin. His eyes widened in shock as he started to shake his head. "No way! I don't think so."

"Why not? I'm sure it's no worse then what you had planned for me." "I was definitely not going to ask you to go shirtless for me." "Ah but you did ask me to wear shorts, which I did. And I know for a fact your eyes have been on the lower half of my body for the better part of the afternoon. Now it's my turn to see some skin. All's far in love and war Mr. Brown." she said with a cocky grin.

He knew she had him. There was no way he could deny that he had not been staring at her body all afternoon. "Fine Sara. I'll do it. But remember what goes around comes around and I'm definitely going to enjoy it when it's my turn." he said with a smile.

"Oh no Warrick. No more bets. I can just imagine what you'd have me do now." His smile widened as he moved toward her. She backed up until she felt herself up against the wall. He once again trapped her between his two arms. He leaned down and whispered," You're much too competitive Sara. There will be another bet and I can guarantee I will be the winner. So you better start preparing yourself because you know how much I like your legs." Sara shuttered at the heated meaning of his words. He nipped lightly on her earlobe before pulling away.

Warrick's eyes danced with alluring amusement. "So are you going to help me take my shirt off?" he seductively asked. Her eyes widened at his proposition and she shook her head furiously. "I, ah, no definitely not. Remember the rules? No touching." she stammered.

He stepped away grinning at her sudden shyness. "I'm just kidding Sara. Relax." Warrick chuckled. "So what am I cooking for dinner?" he asked as he slowly pulled his tee shirt over his head.

Sara stood there, her breath caught in her throat. She felt her knees go weak at the sight of his hard muscled naked chest. Lord what had she done. There was no way in hell she would be able to just sit back and watch his magnificent body as he cooked. She was going to want to touch him. She could already feel the hot need racing through her body. She was in serious trouble. She met his amused eyes and knew immediately that he knew it too.

TBC