Chapter 15
Jake pulled into a restaurant and parked his truck. Sam turned to open the door, but felt his hand on her arm. She turned towards him and he leaned towards her. Sam leaned over, her lips finding his. She sighed as his mouth moved over hers before his tongue asked entrance to her sweetness. Their tongues tangled, Jake's hand twisting in her thick auburn hair.
They broke apart, both gasping for air as they nuzzled, their lips meeting again and again before nuzzling against each others' mouths once more.
"You are the sweetest kisser," Jake murmured against her lips.
Sam smiled and felt Jake's smile.
"I love kissing you," Sam told him, pressing her lips to his again.
He almost said it then. He opened his mouth to tell her then shut it quickly.
"What?" Sam pulled away to look at him.
"Nothin'," Jake shook his head. "Ready?"
Sam nodded, not sure what was going on with him but feeling that something was. She got out of the truck and waited for him near the front of his truck. She slipped her hand into his when he reached her, but tugged him back when he would have walked towards the restaurant.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam asked.
"I'm fine," he smiled down at her and her heart flipped in her chest. My goodness he was incredibly handsome. She couldn't help standing on her tiptoes to give his mouth a kiss. She smiled when he kissed her back.
"If you're sure," Sam said.
"I am," Jake assured her.
Together they went into the restaurant. They waited for the hostess to come up and greet them. Sam felt Jake's arm come around her shoulder and she leaned into him.
Jake could smell the lavender scent of her and inhaled deeply. He loved her so much and wanted nothing more than to hear her tell him that she loved him also. He wasn't sure if she felt the same way which is why he didn't tell her yet.
The hostess came, smiling at the two of them. She took them to a table and handed them their menus. Sam smiled her thanks and the hostess left them.
They opened their menus and Sam glanced over at Jake instead of looking at what to order. He had a lock of black hair falling over his forehead and she wanted nothing more than to brush it back. She loved the silkiness of his dark hair against her fingers. She didn't realize she sighed until Jake looked up. Sam blushed and quickly looked down at the menu.
Jake watched her as she tried to appear nonchalant about being caught watching him. The blush stained her cheeks, making her even more beautiful to him if that was possible.
"What are you going to have?" Jake changed the subject, trying to ease whatever was bothering her.
"I think the shrimp," Sam took a deep breath and let it out. "What about you?"
"The salmon," Jake responded.
"You eat salmon?" Sam was surprised.
"Sometimes," Jake shrugged.
"I'm learning more about you than I knew," Sam smiled at him.
Jake smiled softly back at her, then looked away when the waitress arrived.