I pinch at my plain navy t-shirt. “You don’t think I’m underdressed?”
“Nah, your outfit is perfect, trust me. Besides, the heel on your booties dresses it up.”
“Okay, you’re—”
The doorbell rings and the apartment falls silent. Even the background music we had on ends at the perfect moment.
All at once, we rush around like morons and the music fires up again.
I race to answer the door but Zoe elbows me out of the way. Just before we reach it, she spins my way and halts my movements.
“Stop,” she whispers. “Let me get it. Take a second to collect yourself, okay?”
Nodding, I stand there stunned as she calmly makes her way to the door.
I hold my breath as she opens it and then bursts into laughter at Zach’s greeting: “Do you want to touch my butt now, or later?”
My best friend crosses her arms over her chest. “Oh, honey. Now will do.”
“Wait—you’re Zoe, not Delia.” He sighs. “Oh hell, you can touch my butt too.”
Zoe being Zoe, she motions for him to turn around. Zach complies and before I know it, she’s reaching out and grabbing his ass.
She peeks back over at me. “It’s firm, girl. Could bounce a quarter off it.”
“Can I have my ass back, please?”
I manage to detach myself from the spot I’ve been glued to and smack Zoe’s hand away.
“Your girl here is handsy, Delia. She really had a strong grip going.”
I lift a shoulder. “Hey, you said she could.”
“I said touch it, not caress it.”
“It’s all the same to her.”
“Hi,” Zoe says, waving. “Standing right here.”
“Bye. Leaving now.” I shoo her away and turn to my date, taking in his appearance for the first time.
Zach’s almost exactly how I pictured him: tall, lean but muscular, a light scruff with dark mussed up hair. What I was not expecting is the black frames resting on his face over piercing green eyes, and damn is it a pleasant surprise. The Zach I had conjured up in my head? Hot. The Zach standing in front of me with glasses?Scorching.
I take note of his simple t-shirt, jeans, and leather jacket combo, glad I’m not underdressed for our evening.
When I bring my eyes back to his face, he’s smirking.
“I’m a stud, I know.” He grins. “It’s great to finally meet you, Delia.”
A blush creeps up my face as his words wash over me. It was a simple greeting, but he said it in a way that made me want to strip out of my clothes for him.
He’s going to be trouble, and I plan to enjoy every second of it.
“Likewise, Zachary.”
His grin makes my body hum with anticipation, making me wonder why I didn’t want to meet him at first. That would have been a massive mistake.
“You ready?”
