Trying to calm my beating heart as it threatens to claw its way out of my chest is a hard task to accomplish. I take calming breaths, careful not to startle Rosalie as she freezes at the sight of Miss June.

Today was not a normal day for me at work. I could not concentrate on anything. All I could think about was Rosalie Jones and how much I love her.

Yes...I am completely head over heels in love with this woman. And let me tell you the revelation shook me to the core.

I was already feeling deep regard for her but meeting her family, spending time with them and feeling the love from her parents. All of that solidified what I genuinely feel for her.

She has consumed me. Every waking moment is spent thinking of her and even when she is next to me at night, she still is all I think about.

If I did not have Tommy to talk about this I probably would have freaked out and made a fool of myself. I was advised to tell her in a romantic setting. So I had planned to wait until the right moment.

Until I had everything set up. To have the perfect mood for my Rose.

Coming home from work, I had planned on having a quiet evening with her in my arms. But then she surprised me.

I can tell from the effort that she put into tonight's dinner, she wanted it to be romantic and I would be a fool to not appreciate every little thing that she does for me...for us.

Rosalie makes me look forward to the little things in life. She makes me appreciate it more. She has shown me that there is more to life than having immense wealth.

Sure I can get any woman I want because of my status but it is very rare to find someone who makes me feel the way I do like she does.

I love her and God willing I want to make her my wife...Mrs Rosalie Cain has a nice ring to it.

Seeing her in that dress made my day better. As I said, it was pretty rough at work.

Throughout dinner I took notice of her teasing looks and touches. As a man, I am obviously lusting over her.

Who wouldn't?

The moment I touch her as we stand in the kitchen I hear the sharp breaths she takes. My touch affects her and that makes the sex hormones in me jump for joy.

"Stay? I am not a dog Rosalie", I say to her. My eyes keep trailing up that visible thigh of hers. Her soft skin has my hands itching to touch every inch.

"Oh but you could be", her plump lips latch on to a strawberry as she bites it. The way that she has her eyes glued onto mine as she swallows has my dick twitching in my pants.

She's such a tease...but then I've played this game longer than she has.

I'm a master at it while she's still an aspiring novice. The art of seduction is not so hard but also not very easy. The perfect execution makes it work. If you mess that up then all goes downhill from the initial stage.

Rose has been quite the student. Probably got some advice from her best friend and I am quite sure that she went on the internet. Which once again tells me how much effort she has put into this.

This prompted me to take action and move towards her, "Woof".

She doubles over in laughter, which brings a smile to my face. Rosalie Jones has the kind of laughter that makes your heart sing in happiness. It's beautiful. Just like her.

Everything about her is beautiful.

Cain....you've got it bad.

"What are you doing?", she asks as I pull her close to me. Her chest heaving as she takes shallow breaths. This makes her cleavage more pronounced.

"I'm having dessert", I simply as I kiss her soft lips the next moment.

The height difference between us is cute but I am way too tall to be leaning down like this. I lift her up onto the counter as I continue to kiss her.

For a girl with little dating experience, Rosalie can surely kiss. She does this little nibble on my bottom lip that has my eyes rolling at the back of my head.

She tastes like strawberries and Rosalie...it's intoxicating.

"Delicious", I say as I kiss down her jawline to that little spot on her neck.

My impatient hands pull at the tiny string that holds her dress together. As it falls open, I almost pass out at the lace set she has on. This woman is absolutely beautiful.

In her flustered state right now with her lust filled eyes on top of this counter, I am nothing short of a salivating starving lion that's looking at a delicious meal.

Making my way down from her breast to her lower stomach, I leave a trail of kisses. I can feel that she is holding herself back. Holding her moans back. "Don't hold it in'', encourage her.

It seems to do the job as she unleashes the beautiful pleasure sounds she was holding in.

Music to my ears...

"You're so beautiful", I want to rip off this flimsy lace covering her with my teeth. I want to lick her all over, I place a kiss on her lace covered mound.

I want to taste her.

But not now. Not here.

I pull her up and get back to kissing her lips. Her soft lips let me devour every inch of her mouth. My tongue dominating hers in an entrancing dance.

She kisses my neck and my knees almost give out when her tongue darts to lick my Adam's apple. My fingers dig into her thighs as I release a groan of pleasure.

Rosalie, you are killing me.

As her legs tighten around my waist, her hands unbutton my shirt. I mentally chuckle.

I was wondering when she would rip off my clothes. She has a knack of touching my chest whenever she gets a chance.

I continue placing kisses on her neck. I nibble and bite, placing a hickey on the sensitive spot. As she moves her neck to give me more access I feel her body tense.

She freezes in my arms and before I can ask what the matter is, she speaks.

"Miss June" her soft voice whispers in shock.

At the mention of her name, the irritation comes as a wave and crashes into me.

Damn it June... I love you but this is the worst time to make an appearance.