Chapter 39
Lori couldn't believe she'd just told Eric she was bad at sex. She expected him to laugh when she nodded miserably.
Instead, Eric took her empty dessert plate and dumped it unceremoniously into the sink along with his own. Then he came around to her side of the bar and swiveled her stool around so she was facing him, with one of his big hands on each of her shoulders.
"Maybe you've just had lousy partners," he suggested. "Lori, the way you've responded every single time I kissed you..." He paused, as if searching for the words. She smiled at him, though, pleased that he didn't seem too worried about her confession. He grinned back, sexy and inviting. "Why don't we find out for ourselves what we're like together, hmm? That's all that matters."
She stood then and placed one small hand on either side of his face. "So why are we still in the dining room?" she asked.