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

He went back to the kitchen and grabbed the wine and two glasses when

(What the hell?)

carried wobbled in his grasp. He had to juggle to keep them from falling as he rushed to the dining room to peer into the open space of his common

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

this game!" The smile on her face

ready to kill to protect her. He

woman is sexy, cute, and she likes

Anna asked then turned back to the game and inspected the front. "Do

back and glared at him he laughed again at the hopeful look in her eyes. "I rigged it to just start but it's unplugged. Damn thing is an energy drain." He turned and walked back to the

Dez was

out and opening doors." She had a scowl

for several seconds. He loved that she didn't look away; 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