Chapter 11

Shane's declaration hurt him on two different levels. One, which it was over something like a desert decision and not for real, and the other, that she had called him 'Tony'. When he heard those words from her, he wanted it to be for real and with his real name. But for now he would take what he could get.

Calling the waiter over, he placed the order and then poured another glass of wine for them while they waited.

When the deserts arrived, both dug into the one in front of them. Clay had tasted crème brule` many times before and he had to admit that for an inexpensive sidewalk café, this was done amazingly well. Across the table however, Shane was sighing in delight. With a teasing smile, Clay held out a spoon full of the crème brule` to her and asked, "Will you make the same sound over this one?"

Instead of taking the spoon out of his hand to feed herself as he had expected her to do, Shane leaned forward and took it into her mouth while Clay still held the spoon. She did sigh just as she had when she tasted the brownie.

He smiled at her enthusiasm and asked, "Do I get a taste of yours?"

She loaded up her fork with ice cream, brownie, and sauce, then held it out to him. When he reached to take the fork from her hand she pulled it back with a shake of her head. Then, she moved it in front of his face, wiggling it back and forth near his mouth.

Clay managed to capture the moving target just before the hot fudge dripped onto the table cloth. As he did, their eyes met and the act of eating from her fork suddenly became a sensual event. Gazes locked for several heartbeats, one of those moments that seemed to last forever, but probably was truthfully only a few seconds. However, both of them came out of it surprised at the intensity of what had just happened.

To test her reactions and see if the moment would happen again Clay offered her another spoonful from the crème brule`.

Shane hesitated just a moment before moving forward. She had been attracted to Tony from the first time they had met over a week ago, but he hadn't seemed interested at first. Giraldo was an old family friend and even though she had wanted a break from her parents controlling influence, she had discovered a life using a false identity could be very lonely. When Giraldo had driven by her on one of her weekend jogs and recognized her, she had been afraid that he would tell her parents where she was.

He had taken her out to dinner that night and listened to her story. At the end of it, he promised not to mention to her family that he had seen her. Shane found that it was nice to have a friend to do things with. She had even told him about her attraction to Tony and all Giraldo had said was to be careful.

Giraldo knew that her family would never approve of the poor shop assistant, but also knew that the more he said against Tony, the more Shane would rebel.

Staring into Tony's eyes Shane coyly licked the treat off the spoon rather than taking it all into her mouth at once.

Watching her erotic actions Clay found it nearly impossible to keep from reacting. He was very glad that there was a long tablecloth to cover his lap.

Seeing the dazed look on Tony's face Shane decided to tempt him a bit further. She slipped off one shoe and ran her toes up his leg.

Clay nearly jumped out of his seat and he demanded, "God what are you trying to do to me, woman?!"

Her smile disappeared as she considered her answer before saying, "I'm sorry Tony. I shouldn't tease you like that. I really do like you and don't want to play games with you. Will you forgive me?"

To be continued…