A Taste of Spring

Chapter 7

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.

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

were filled, Dez carried them to the table. He went back to the kitchen and grabbed the wine and two glasses when he heard an ear-splitting

(What the hell?)

as he rushed to

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

I love this game!" The

he was ready to kill to protect

sexy, cute, and

then turned back to the game and

it to just start but it's unplugged. Damn thing is an energy drain." He turned and walked back to the dining area, avoiding the

to the table, Dez was there to

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

it showed she was confident. "The men you date, they don't hold doors and pull out chairs for you?"

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