“How is he?” She asked, appearing just as concerned as he was. They both tried to relax and Gage had a plan on how to make it happen.
“Perfect. Now, Mrs. Gibson, let’s have a great time.” They parked on the roof of the parking garage and headed to the square. Tonight was a major festival, and they planned to dance their hearts out. The sound of mariachis filled the air. “Ooh, I’d never danced before we met and yet, I can’t get enough, Hope.”
“Me either, cowboy. Now dance with me.”
She started to sway to the rhythm ofSin Tistrummed from the musicians. She hummed the words as he pulled her close, dancing in the streets like the rest of the tourists andresidents. After two songs, they moved around the square, taking in the beauty and activities without any pressure or stress.
“This has been a wonderful night. I almost forgot about our problems. This is only the second time I’ve been without Ethan, but knowing your mother is taking care of him makes me feel secure.” Gage’s mother would do everything she could to protect her grandson. Plus, Bill would be there, and he’d do anything to help Gage.
“I know. God, you look so damn hot with that smile. I can’t wait to strip this dress off your body, Hope.” He growled, pressing her against his stiff cock. All thoughts of dancing took on a new meaning to him. He wanted to take her on the nearest surface and screw her brains out.
“Feed me and then maybe I’ll serve you dessert.”
“Suddenly, I’m famished.” He rubbed his stomach and then licked his lips with his eyes trained on her pussy. They decided to go to the restaurant that he’d first spotted her outside of that fateful day. It was perfect. He’d even been lucky enough to get the same table.
Throughout dinner, the couple made comments to drive the other insane. “I’m going to forget that we’re in public and bend you over the table.”
“Oh, come, now. We’ve had this discussion before. You don’t want to share me with anyone.” She swatted his arm and giggled like the young woman she was. Even though they’d been intimate so many times, it still made her blush when he spoke dirty to her. Gage hoped she never got tired of it because he loved the way her face flushed.
“Then let’s get the check.” He raised his hand in the air, getting their waitress’s attention.
“Is everything okay?” the server asked.
“Everything was fabulous. Can we get the check?” Gage asked. She nodded, taking their plates.
“You sounded so impatient,” Hope quietly scolded him.
“I am. You know damn well how I get, especially when I want to take you deep and hard.”
“Um…here you go.” The waitress came back with her face flushed, causing Hope to turn a deep shade of red. Gage pulled out his wallet and stuffed his card into the slot in the sleeve of the bill holder.
“You’ll have to ignore my husband. He can be a beast.” She reached over and patted Gage’s hand.
“Lucky woman.” She winked at Hope before walking away.
“A beast? You haven’t seen anything yet. I don’t think we’ll make it all the way home.” Gage adjusted his cock under the table so as not to attract attention to his painful erection.
“Ooh. Tempting.” Hope leaned forward, giving him an extra tease of her ample cleavage.
“Keep it up and I’m going to nut all over those bad boys,” he growled.
“Um…please sign the top copy. The rest you can keep. Enjoy the rest of your night.”Shit, she needs to click on her heels when she walks.
“Holy shit. You got that girl all worked up.”
“Sorry. Shit. Damn it.” It was his turn to blush. “See what you do to me, Hope?” He pulled her out of her chair and pressed his lips to hers.
“DA Gibson?” a man called out from the table behind them.
Gage turned and recognized a judge he’d rarely agreed with. He didn’t have proof, but he thought the judge had been on the take. “Oh, hello, Judge Rivera. It’s been a long time.”
“Same here. I hear you retired to become a cowboy—now I see why.” His lecherous gaze roamed over Hope, pissing Gage off.
Trying to not ruin their night, he held back the threat to the judge. “Sir, this is my wife, Hope. Hope, this is Oscar Rivera, one of the circuit judges in Austin.”
“It’s a pleasure.” She reached to shake his hand, but Gage stopped it. He didn’t want that dirty bastard anywhere near his wife. Either of them missed the obvious slight, but Hope understood her husband better than anyone and smiled, tucking into her husband’s side.
“So pretty. I can’t believe you’d ever get married.” The lecherous gaze continued.