Let Go (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Jasmine Garner Page A

restroom, and the foot slowly crept farther up my leg.
    I wiped my mouth with my napkin and quickly glanced in Luke’s direction. He had a wicked smile on his lips, his eyes spa rkling with mischief as he casually chatted with Mike. My skin began warming as his toe caressed the inside of my thigh, and I took a long drink of my wine to hide the look of lust on my face.
    Greg returned to the table and I frowned when the governor dropped his foot away.
    “How’s dinner?” a chipper voice chimed.
    I jumped when the waitress popped up behind me.
    I cleared my throat. “May I have another glass of wine please?”
    “Just bring the bottle, dear,” Luke told her.
    She nodded and returned with the bottle and a fresh glass for me. After we finished dinner, we remained at the table to finish the wine, continuing to enjoy each other’s company. Sharon barely spoke, and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. When the bill came, Greg pulled out his wallet.
    Luke held up his hand to stop him. “I’ll take care of it, Greg. It’s the least I can do to thank you for such an enjoyable evening.”
    “Wow, thank you.” Greg looked over at me with a wide smile on his face. He had the time of his life; I was glad. He may not have been taking me home, but at least he had fun. “Doesn’t seem like much of a date since I’m not paying. I’ll have to make it up to you.”
    I smiled and patted his leg. “Sounds good.”
    We all walked out of the restaurant together, lightly chatting until the valets brought Mike and Sharon’s vehicles. We waved them goodbye and Luke’s limo pulled in front of the building. He pulled away, leaving me with Greg.
    “Are you sure I can't take you home? I want to make sure you get there safely.”
    I shook my head. “I’m heading to my sister’s house. I’ll be fine.”
    “Alright. I’ll wait with you until your cab arrives. I had a really great time tonight,” he said.
    “Yeah, me too. Thank you for meeting me. It was nice to finally see you in person.”
    “Can we… do this again some time?”
    “Absolutely. I’ll call you,” I said as I stepped into the cab and waved him goodbye.
    The cab drove to the end of the block. “Uh, right here is good.”
    The driver turned around to look at me, confused. “What?”
    I handed him a ten dollar bill and jumped out of the car, quic kly slipping into back seat of the limo that was parked on the curb nearby. I looked up at Luke and smiled.
    *
    “Your date was nice,” he said.
    I shrugged. “He served his purpose.”
    Whenever I met up with Luke, I always came with a date to avoid suspicion. I would casually talk to the men between meets with Luke, just to quell my loneliness, but I’d dump them after the big get-together to prevent becoming attached. I found some of the men to be interesting, but unfortunately for them, there was only one man on my mind. I almost always had a new man with me when I met with Luke; it was probably why Sharon wasn’t too fond of me. I kind of looked like a serial dater.
    Luke swiped a chunk of hair out of my face. “You may have been joking when you said it earlier, but I do find you to be a nice piece of eye candy.”
    I looked down at my little black dress and exposed cinnamon colored legs, stretching one of them out to show him my five inch stiletto heel. The dress hugged my ample curves, and low neckline accentuated my large chest. The outfit was a little tacky for meeting such high profile people, but I wanted to look good for my man.
    “I’m glad you like it. But I think I have something you’ll like to look at even more.”
    His eyes widened and he shifted his body towards me, placing a hand on my thigh. “Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
    I bit down on my lower lip, eyeing him carefully as I dropped the straps on my dress down my shoulders. Luke reached out b ehind me to unzip the dress. I slid out of it completely and dropped it on the floor of the limo, leaving me in just my bra, panties, and