sexily tumbled on the rumpled bed.
‘It’s a fake engagement, Cooper!’ She held up her hand, wiggling her finger, ‘this ring’s not real – remember ?’
He didn’t respond and Afton sighed again and flopped over on to her stomach, burying her head under the pillow effectively exiting the conversation while leaving the alluring curve of her backside exposed. Cooper turned crossly to face her pausing for a moment becoming distracted by the pert rear jutting in the air as he fastened the cuffs on his sleeves. He glanced down at his watch.
No, I have got to get back to the office !
These noontime rendezvous’ at Afton’s apartment were wildly exhilarating he acknowledged silently, but they were starting to wreak havoc with his busy schedule at work – and it wasn’t always for sex either. He’d played hooky several times to meet her at various Seattle destinations over the past few weeks…
Meet me under the clock at Pike Place Market at noon – look for the woman wearing a tan trench coat and nothing else .
She’d texted the intriguing message to his cell phone one rainy Seattle day and Cooper had dropped the files he held on to his desk and sped from the office after reading it. Arriving promptly at twelve, he’d waited for her impatiently beneath the famous clock at the historic public farmer’s market, a tourist favorite facing Elliott Bay. She’d shown up driving him crazy with desire, begging for just one peek beneath her tightly belted trench coat as they’d strolled along beneath the large striped umbrella Afton held in the softly falling rain, picking out fresh fruit, vegetables and fish for their dinner for that night.
She’d bent double with laughter when the spotless white shirt to his business suit had been completely ruined when he’d reflexively reached out to catch a three-foot salmon tossed his way by an overly enthusiastic fishmonger, forcing him to return late to the office after he’d had to swing back by his penthouse to change.
They’d also gone up to the very top of the city’s landmark Space Needle one lunch hour in Afton’s determined, yet misguided, effort to help him conquer his supposed fear of heights. She’d held his hand tightly on the giddy ride up on the elevator to the Observation Deck.
‘Are you sure you’re okay, Cooper?’
Afton had checked with him repeatedly to make sure he was fine and when they’d reached the top she’d kept her hold on him, their fingers closely intertwined. She’d led him over to the windows providing three hundred-and-sixty degree views of the city of Seattle with miniaturized skyscrapers off in the distance and the sparkling waters of Puget Sound below – proceeding to turn him on tremendously by standing on tiptoes to whisper in his ear.
‘ That water at sunset is the same color as your gorgeous eyes .’
She’d then directed him to take in the majestic sight of the soaring mountain ranges stretching out in all directions around them with Mount Rainier to the south, the Cascade Mountains to the east and the Olympics to the west. Cooper had pulled Afton close in front of him then, his arms wrapped around her slender waist from behind, chin resting on top her head.
He’d lifted a finger to point over to a towering Mount Rainier, ‘whenever I went to visit my grandmother at their house in Tacoma when I was a little boy, I would always tell her one day I was going to stand on the top of that mountain and wave over to her. I just couldn’t imagine that there was anything bigger in the world than that darn mountain.’
Afton had smiled, ‘but the little boy was scared of heights…’ she’d whispered softly reminding Cooper guiltily of his lie. ‘We all have our mountains that we have to climb in our lives,’ she’d said, her voice achingly tender gazing into his face. ‘One day you’ll make it to the top of that mountain, Cooper, I know you will.’
Cooper had fallen silent. Mount Rainier had been the first
‘It’s a fake engagement, Cooper!’ She held up her hand, wiggling her finger, ‘this ring’s not real – remember ?’
He didn’t respond and Afton sighed again and flopped over on to her stomach, burying her head under the pillow effectively exiting the conversation while leaving the alluring curve of her backside exposed. Cooper turned crossly to face her pausing for a moment becoming distracted by the pert rear jutting in the air as he fastened the cuffs on his sleeves. He glanced down at his watch.
No, I have got to get back to the office !
These noontime rendezvous’ at Afton’s apartment were wildly exhilarating he acknowledged silently, but they were starting to wreak havoc with his busy schedule at work – and it wasn’t always for sex either. He’d played hooky several times to meet her at various Seattle destinations over the past few weeks…
Meet me under the clock at Pike Place Market at noon – look for the woman wearing a tan trench coat and nothing else .
She’d texted the intriguing message to his cell phone one rainy Seattle day and Cooper had dropped the files he held on to his desk and sped from the office after reading it. Arriving promptly at twelve, he’d waited for her impatiently beneath the famous clock at the historic public farmer’s market, a tourist favorite facing Elliott Bay. She’d shown up driving him crazy with desire, begging for just one peek beneath her tightly belted trench coat as they’d strolled along beneath the large striped umbrella Afton held in the softly falling rain, picking out fresh fruit, vegetables and fish for their dinner for that night.
She’d bent double with laughter when the spotless white shirt to his business suit had been completely ruined when he’d reflexively reached out to catch a three-foot salmon tossed his way by an overly enthusiastic fishmonger, forcing him to return late to the office after he’d had to swing back by his penthouse to change.
They’d also gone up to the very top of the city’s landmark Space Needle one lunch hour in Afton’s determined, yet misguided, effort to help him conquer his supposed fear of heights. She’d held his hand tightly on the giddy ride up on the elevator to the Observation Deck.
‘Are you sure you’re okay, Cooper?’
Afton had checked with him repeatedly to make sure he was fine and when they’d reached the top she’d kept her hold on him, their fingers closely intertwined. She’d led him over to the windows providing three hundred-and-sixty degree views of the city of Seattle with miniaturized skyscrapers off in the distance and the sparkling waters of Puget Sound below – proceeding to turn him on tremendously by standing on tiptoes to whisper in his ear.
‘ That water at sunset is the same color as your gorgeous eyes .’
She’d then directed him to take in the majestic sight of the soaring mountain ranges stretching out in all directions around them with Mount Rainier to the south, the Cascade Mountains to the east and the Olympics to the west. Cooper had pulled Afton close in front of him then, his arms wrapped around her slender waist from behind, chin resting on top her head.
He’d lifted a finger to point over to a towering Mount Rainier, ‘whenever I went to visit my grandmother at their house in Tacoma when I was a little boy, I would always tell her one day I was going to stand on the top of that mountain and wave over to her. I just couldn’t imagine that there was anything bigger in the world than that darn mountain.’
Afton had smiled, ‘but the little boy was scared of heights…’ she’d whispered softly reminding Cooper guiltily of his lie. ‘We all have our mountains that we have to climb in our lives,’ she’d said, her voice achingly tender gazing into his face. ‘One day you’ll make it to the top of that mountain, Cooper, I know you will.’
Cooper had fallen silent. Mount Rainier had been the first
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