Chapter 12

Rhea POV
“Do you like what you see,” I ask?

He takes a moment. “Yes I do,” he says.

I take the final step onto the bottom floor and slide falling into him.
“Rhea, you really need to stop wearing heels before you hurt yourself,” he says.

I am such a klutz. “Well I want to wear them tonight so I will have to lean on you everywhere we go. Deal?” I say.
“Sounds good to me,” he says.
Damien extends his arm. I intertwine my arm in his. “My lady your carriage awaits,” he says.
I hold on to him as we walk to the car. “Do we have a driver for the night,” I ask?
“Of course, I hardly ever drive anymore,” he says.
“Good, I want your full attention,” I say.
Damien opens the door for me ,” My lady you most certainly will have all of my attention for the evening,” he says.
We get into the back seat of the black SUV. I do not know the driver. Damien raises the divider between us and the driver.
“Privacy. I want all of your attention on me tonight,” he says.
I rub his arm. “You have all of my attention, Damien,” I say softly.
Here I am already wanting to pounce him. I need to at least let the man take me out. I did get all dressed up for him.
“Damien, Are we still going to Riverside,” I ask.
I keep rubbing his arm. “Yes unless there is somewhere else you would rather go tonight,” he says.
“No, I was just curious if the plans had changed in any way,” I say.
I find myself breathing heavily as I continue to rub his arm and now down his leg. He takes his hand a feels my exposed leg. “We can go anywhere and do anything you want,” he says.
“Good,” I say.
I find myself drawn to every inch of his body. I want him. I need to control myself. At least for the moment. I need him. I am not sure I can keep my panties on until we get there. Just calm down. Calm down. I can have him all I want tonight. I will just tease him all night.

I expose my leg a little more. I am watching his eye. He is licking his lips. He is wanting more than to rub my leg. I got him. I push my knee up toward his member and he is getting hard.
“Behave yourself, Damien. You are supposed to be taking me out to eat,” I say.
He takes his hand and goes up the inside of my thigh to feel my wet panties. “I am not the only one excited. Am I wrong?” he asks.
“Oh I am excited,” I lean in and whisper into his ear.


Damien POV
We arrive at the River View Balcony. I get out of the SUV and walk around to let her out of the car. She was devilish on the ride over. I open the door for her. She steps out. Those legs are amazing.
I take her hand to help her out. I do not need her falling before we get into the restaurant. She is the sexiest yet clumsiest person I have ever met. I guide her up the sidewalk to the door.

“Let me get that for you,” I say as I open the door for her.
“Thank you,” she says.
We walk into the Riverview. Steven is waiting for us. He leads us up the stairs to the second floor. The French doors are open. The entire top floor is vacant for us.
“Would you like to sit on the balcony or here?” I ask her.
“Balcony if that is okay,” she says softly.
We walk through the French doors onto the balcony. It is a beautiful view of the river. The view is not as beautiful as her.
“Do you like it?” I ask her.
“Yes. It is an amazing view,” she says.
“Not as beautiful as you,” I say.
She smiles at me. I love her smile.
“Wine?” I ask her.
“Of course, Red wine please,” she says.
I wave over our waiter. “Bring us a bottle of Red wine,” I say.
The waiter leaves to retrieve our bottle. “I can take you out on the river if you like,” I tell her.
“I have never been out on a boat,” she says.
I reach for her hand. “I can take you out on my boat after dinner,” I tell her.
“I would like that,” she says.
The waiter brings the bottle of red wine and pours us two glasses. Rhea sips her wine never losing eye contact with me. She makes me want to take her right here. The thoughts running through my mind are wild.
“What’s good here?” she asks.
I smile. “You are I am sure,” I say to her.
She giggles. “I don’t know am I ?” she says.
She is a tease. “Yes, you are,” I say.
“Let us eat and then we can go out on the boat or we can order and take it to the boat?” I tell her.
“Let us just take wine with us on the boat. I am starving, Damien. I need to eat now,” she says.

I love when she says my name. “Okay then. Food first then dessert,” I say.
Rhea POV
He is something else. I have never been on a boat. I cannot wait to go on his boat with him. A bottle of wine and a beautiful night with him. What more could I want out of this night? Well, honestly I can think of one thing that would amazingly end this night. I will give him a night he will not forget.
“Order for me,” I tell him.
He smiles. I love that smile. “How about oysters?” he says.
“I love oysters,” I say.
“Oysters it is. How about crawfish etouffee? It is delicious,” he says.
“Sounds good,” I say.
He orders our food. He loves to be in charge of everything. I love it when he is in charge.
Dinner is divine. Damien feeds me oysters. The oysters are beyond delicious. We finish the bottle and he orders another bottle to take with us on the boat.
After dinner, he leads me to the SUV. He opens the door and hands me the bottle of wine. He tells the driver to take us to the dock. It’s a short drive but extremely beautiful. I love it.
We pull into the dock. Damien quickly exits the SUV. He comes around and opens my door. He grabs the bottle of wine. He takes my hand. “My lady,” he says.
We walk down to where to boat is docked. The boat is huge. A man comes out to greet us.
“Damien, I wasn’t expecting you,” he says.
“Hello, Kerry. I am going to take Rhea out on the water,” Damien says.
Damien helps me onto the boat. It was a little scary. “Be careful. You know you’re a little weak on your feet,” he says.
“Yeah Yeah I know,” I say.
“I don’t need you falling before I even get you on the boat,” he says.
“You are very right. I should probably ditch the heels. I don’t want to go overboard,” I say.
“Definitely not. I am not a great swimmer. If you go overboard it would be bad,” he says.
“okay. Help me take these heels off,” I say.
He helps me sit down on the boat. He kneels down in front of me. I give him my right foot and he gently removes my heel. I give him my left foot and he removes the other heel.
“Now. I don’t have to worry about you falling over the side of the boat,” he says.
“I think you just needed an excuse to touch me,” I say.
“Do I need an excuse to touch you?” he says.
“No, I don’t think so. I think you can touch me whenever you want,” I say.