Seaside Sunsets by Melissa Foster Page A

head into town for dinner and a walk?” He gazed into her eyes, and she flashed her dimples with a sweet smile.
    “I’m not sure I know you well enough to shower together.” She lifted her brows and he had to kiss her again.
    “Damn. I had my hopes pinned on the shower.” He opened the car door for her and helped her in.
    “What about Vera? Maybe we should invite her to dinner.”
    “I love that you’re thinking of her, but I don’t think she’ll mind if we go alone.” He slid into the driver’s seat. “In fact, I’m pretty sure she’s at home hoping we stay out all night. I smelled matchmaking going on with her this afternoon.”
    Back at Seaside, they checked her email and she still hadn’t heard back from the seller, so they sent another message.
    “You know, we can probably find the seller’s actual store and then send a message there, too. Have you searched for it yet?” Jamie stood behind Jessica’s chair, looking over her shoulder at her laptop.
    “Searched on eBay?” She looked up at him with eyes so wide and innocent he had to lean down and kiss her forehead.
    “No, on OneClick.”
    She drew her brows together. “Isn’t that a thing like Google? I always get lost when I’m searching. I end up spending an hour going from website to website and never find what I’m looking for.”
    “Here, let me show you.” He sat beside her and typed in OneClick.com and the OneClick search window came up. “Type in My Mom Threw Out My Baseball Cards.”
    “What’s that?”
    “The name of his store. Didn’t you see it on eBay?”
    She shook her head. “I only saw Seller.”
    He put an arm around her and kissed her cheek. “I’ll give you a quick lesson on eBay after we do this.”
    “No, that’s okay. After I find this baseball, I’m done. This stuff is hard for me. Give me sheet music or even just play a few notes, and I’ll pick it up fast, but this?” She pointed to the computer. “It’s like one big headache waiting to happen.”
    “What would make it easier?” He searched for the store and found that it was no longer around. He turned his attention back to Jessica and made a mental note to do his own search later that evening.
    “It would be easier if you did it for me.” She leaned forward and kissed him. “I can pay you in kisses.”
    He drew her onto his lap. “Now, that’s a deal I’ll take.”
    He sealed his lips over hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as she had the other night, only this time, he knew her mind was clear of alcohol. He liked kissing her even more without the distraction of wondering whether she’d remember it in the morning and if she’d regret it. She was still wearing her bikini beneath her sundress, and she felt so damn good that his hands began to wander, to her hips, her outer thighs, then beneath her dress to the curve of her ass. She tightened her arms around his neck and arched her chest into his. She was open to taking this further, but Jamie had never been a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind of guy, and he really liked Jessica. Maybe more than he should after two days.
    Tearing his lips from hers drew a groan from deep within him.
    “You groaned.” A playful smile curved her lips.
    “Yeah, I know.” He blew out a breath. “It was either that or…You’ve got to get off my lap before we head someplace you may regret.”
    She narrowed her eyes. “Why would I regret it?”
    “I don’t know. Because you’re a woman, and…” He lifted her easily from his lap and set her on the other chair, then ran both hands through the sides of his hair to try to clear the lustful thoughts from his mind.
    “And? Do women often regret being with you?” Her voice was serious, but her eyes were teasing.
    He took her hands in his. “Not that I know of, but...It’s easy to jump into sleeping together. Three moves and we’re there.” He lowered his voice. “Not that I don’t want to be buried deep inside you—shit. I can’t