on and wobbled. Without hesitating, I reached and pulled her against me again. She just felt right in my arms. She pushed against my chest and I slowly let her go. I didn’t want her to fall and frankly, I just loved the feel of her in my arms against me like that.
“I’m fine. Thank you. I was trying to get this shoe off ,” she said, squatting down to mess with it before she sighed in frustration. “I think I will be forever in this heel.”
I reached out for her foot when she jumped and fell to the ground. I hurried next to her, but she put her hand up stopping me.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. You scared me.”
“I was only going to try and get your shoe off for you.”
When I looked in her eyes, I could see the fear plain as day. The look pulled at something in my chest; I wanted to protect her, hold her, and let nothing or no one hurt her again.
Son of a bitch! Where the hell did that come from?
“Sure, you were,” she said so low I almost didn’t hear her.
Something had this woman scared to let men close; or maybe it was just people in general. I don’t know why, but I wanted her to trust me. I wanted to get close to her. I cleared my throat and began with the formalities.
“My name is Jason Gold. I am a detective for this fine city ,” I grinned and added, “I’m also an expert buckle smith in my off time.”
I hoped that joking with her would help make her, trust me a little easier or at least to let her guard down enough to get to know her. What I wasn’t expecting was a laugh. Not just any kind of laugh either, this laugh was light, sensual, and wrapped around me like a warm blanket. This woman was incredible.
“Okay , as long as you’re an expert,” I could still see the fear in her eyes, but she giggled again and said, “My name is Kayla Williams. I’m a vet. I was actually on my way back to work when this happened.”
She sighed. Talking like that seemed to be keeping her calm while I worked on her buckle, so I continued our banter.
“I love animals - dogs more than anything, but I’m an animal lover all the same.”
Damn, she really did break it .
“Dogs are amazing creatures. I have a Husky named Cara. She is two now, but I’ve had her since she was six months old. She was thrown from a car on the highway and was badly injured, as I’m sure you can imagine. I fell in love with her right away. It took three surgeries and six months of rehabilitation, but she is healthy now.”
She frowned then , and her beautiful eyes clouded with sadness. Something about that look made it feel like a rock settled deep in my stomach. I needed to clear that look as soon as possible.
“Huskies and German Shepherds have always been my favorite breeds.” I smiled.
If I wasn’t mistaken, her breathing faltered, then, but I wasn’t sure. Finally the buckle came loose as I said, “I would love to meet Cara. Maybe I could come by sometime this week.”
When her eyes widened and she quickly climbed to her feet, I knew I shouldn’t have said it. There was just no way of stopping myself from asking it. I wanted to see her again, talk to her more, and get to know her better. It was strange, but I had never felt this way about anyone before; I had never felt such urgency.
“I have to go. Thank you, Jason.”
Hearing her say my name made my chest hurt and my cock jump in my pants. I had images of her naked beneath me, screaming my name in ecstasy. She brushed her hands down her dress and extended her hand to shake mine. As I took her hand in mine, a shock went through me and straight to my groin, making me harder than was comfortable.
What is this woman doing to me?
“It was very nice to meet you, Kayla. I do hope we see each other again.”
The last sentence was out before I could stop it. Just as I expected her to do, she pulled her hand away and turned to leave. I watched her walk