Head Over Heels by Lena Matthews (classic books for 10 year olds TXT) 📗

“Then think again.” Her teasing words had an arousing effect on him. Suddenly, she was no longer a passive party in his subtle game of flirtation. She was a full-out accomplice.

Last Saturday hadn’t been a fluke. There was something between them, so much stronger than simple desire.

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Chapter Five

After dinner, Parker suggested they drive over to Delilah’s Jook Joint, a local jazz club off the Bay. It was a stark contrast to the restaurant where they’d just eaten. Where Agua was a four star crème de la crème eatery, Delilah’s wasn’t on any tourist maps. It was a local club with dark, seedy music that spoke to the soul. Definitely not the type of place Cyn would have imagined Parker would haunt.

Since she’d driven to the restaurant, she followed him over to the club in her car, using the time alone to think back over the evening. Just like the first time she met him, Parker blew her away. He was cute as hell and twice as charming. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so drawn to anyone. From the first moment she laid eyes on him in the restaurant, she’d known without a doubt where the night would lead.

It was very easy to see why he was sought after by the media and women. He had a way of looking a person directly in the eyes when he talked to them, making them feel as if they were the only one in the room. Even Cyn, who considered herself jaded and schooled, felt a tingle after talking to him for mere minutes.

Noticing the time, Cyn reached across the center divide to the passenger seat and wrestled her purse open. As she wove through traffic she pulled out her cell phone and turned it on. Using the speed dial she called Miller. The phone rang only twice before it was promptly answered.

“Do you know what time it is?” Miller her protector tore into her as she knew he would. He was her safety call, something she was supposed to have done over an hour ago.

“My bad. The time completely ran away from me.”

“No excuses. I’ve called your cell phone three times.”

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“I had it off,” she meekly said. The sad thing was Cyn knew better. Lord knows she’d chewed Miller’s ear off for the same offense so many times before. The way the world was today, a person had to be careful.

“Off,” he bellowed. “What in the world for?”

“Because I’m on a date and I didn’t want to be disturbed.”

“Of all the irresponsible things to do—”

“Oh, pipe down,” a voice called out from the background.

“Is that…” No, it couldn’t be. Could it? “Is that MeShell?”

“Yes.” And from the sound of Miller’s voice he was none too pleased about his visitor. “I can’t get him to leave.”

Him. For as long as Cyn could remember Miller had referred to MeShell as shim.

Interesting. Very interesting. “What is she doing there in the first place?”

“I have no idea why he’s here,” he stressed the pronoun, “but he needs to leave.”

“I’ll go when I’m good and ready.” MeShell’s voice rang out loud and clear.

Apparently she wasn’t the only one on a date tonight. “I won’t keep you. I just called to check in. Everything is going good. Dinner was fine now we’re off to Delilah’s.”

“Delilah’s? His idea or yours?”

“His,” she said as she pulled into the semi-crowded parking lot and parked next to Parker’s Porsche. Her Mazda looked tacky next to his ride, but then again, he made movies and she slung shoes.

“Well, well then. Cute and good taste. You go ahead then.”

“I think I will.”

“Really…”

“Yes, but I have to go now. We’re here. I’ll call you afterwards to let you know I’m heading home.”

“You better not be going there alone.”

“I doubt either one of us will be going to bed alone.”

“Bite your tongue,” he argued, much to her amusement.

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Cyn would have given just about anything to be a fly on the wall of Miller’s apartment. Something was definitely going on between him and MeShell, and Cyn couldn’t wait to find out all the juicy details. But that would have to wait for tomorrow.

Tonight, she was going to concentrate on her own social life for a change. “Love you.”

“You too, doll. Have fun.”

By the time Cyn hung up, Parker had exited his car and was waiting patiently for her.

When she unlocked the door, he opened it and held his hand out for her to take. “My lady.”

“My, my. You princes and your manners.”

“It’s all due to charm school.”

“I bet.” After locking and alarming her car, they set off for the club. “I have to say, I’m very impressed with your taste. First Aqua, now Delilah’s. How does an L.A. brat like you know of all these cool places?”

“Google.com.”

“Now why don’t I believe you?”

He brought his hand to the corner of his upper lip and pretended to twist a mustache.

“Because keeping you on your toes is part of my evil plan.”

“Tell more about this nefarious plan of yours.”

“First I fill your tummy with wonderful food, and then I feed your soul with equally wonderful music.”

“Are my soul and tummy the only things you plan to fill tonight?” The words slipped out before she could stop them and from the grin on his face, he was glad they did.

“Lord, I hope not,” he murmured as he held open the door for her to enter.

Delilah’s was one of her favorite places in the Bay Area. Unfortunately, Cyn didn’t often have the opportunity to come here. She was looking forward to showing Parker around the place, but to her utter amazement he didn’t just know of Delilah’s he knew Delilah. When they walked into the club, the dark-skinned, heavyset woman greeted him as if he were a long lost son. She came from around the bar and crushed him to her in a