A Taste of Spring

DEZMOND

Dez couldn't take his eyes off the vision that had him pushing aside all the damn crap that was suffocating him over the past few months. Anna was an instant balm on his scattered mind from the moment he laid eyes on her.

(Anna.)

Dez repeated the name in his head a few times as he unpacked their food. It was a fitting name and it was climbing up on his favorite names list.

"Do you live in this huge loft alone?"

Her voice slid over him like a soft caress, causing Dez to shiver. That sort of response to a woman's voice was peculiar and it took Dez a full minute to shake off the unusual sensation. Once he did, he realized he hadn't answered Anna's question. When he looked up, she was watching him.

"Uh, yeah, I live here alone."

"Hmmm," Anna said. She turned around and looked at his bookcase.

he took from the drawer. He kept looking up, watching Anna glide around looking at this and that. With Anna inspecting his books, movies, and décor, he felt strangely inadequate. Like he hadn't read the right books, watched the right

the table. He went back to the kitchen and grabbed the wine and two glasses when he heard

(What the hell?)

to juggle to keep them from falling as he

she stood in front of one of his full-sized arcade games. She whipped around, excitement gleaming from her hazel eyes.

love this game!" The smile on

he was ready to kill to protect her. He smiled

woman is sexy, cute, and she likes

to the

her eyes. "I rigged it to just start but it's unplugged. Damn thing is an energy drain." He turned and walked back

was there to pull her

do that you know? Pulling chairs out and opening doors." She had a scowl

it showed she was confident. "The men you date, they don't hold doors and pull out chairs for you?" He watched her curl a stray braid around her finger then place it