Missing Linc

Tomi spoke up. She glanced at Mitch, who nodded.
“Tomi”s right,” Mitch said. “Since you won”t take our money, why don”t you join us for
dinner tonight? Maybe you can show us some nice places to get a good Puerto Rican meal.”
Linc thought about all the reasons why he didn”t need to mix business with pleasure
any more than he already had with these two. But when he looked into their faces, it was
impossible for him to say no to either of them.
“I”d love to.” The smile Tomi gave him erased any doubts he had and made his decision
to say yes worth it. He glanced at his watch. It was almost seven o”clock in the evening. “Does eight thirty
work for you?” At their nods, he smiled. “Cool. I”ll meet you back here at that time. I know a
good place not too far from here that I think you”ll like.”
“That sounds good,” Mitch told him. “We”ll see you then.” Linc watched Mitch lead
Tomi into the hotel by the hand before he returned to the limo.
As he drove away, a huge grin spread across Linc”s face. He made a mental note to
thank Miguel for not coming in to work for the day. Hell, maybe he”d even give him a raise.

Chapter Two
“This is beautiful.” Tomi stood on the balcony of their hotel suite, watching the sun set
over the ocean and enjoying the warm evening breeze.
Mitch”s strong arms slid around her waist, and he pulled her tightly against him. “It”s
nowhere near as beautiful as you,” he whispered in her ear.
Her eyes fluttered closed as Mitch”s lips moved along the column of her neck. Leaning
back, she offered him a kiss, moaning softly when his mouth covered hers. Immediately, her
lips opened, her tongue automatically sought his, and she poured everything she felt for him
into her kiss before their lips parted.
As they continued to watch the sunset in silence, Tomi”s thoughts shifted to their limo
ride. She”d forgotten how much it turned her on to have sex in front of another person. In
fact, she still felt turned on. Linc was an extremely handsome man, his skin a beautiful shade
of butterscotch, and he had the most amazing gray eyes she”d ever seen. Even in his uniform,
it was obvious he was in great shape. Tomi found herself wondering what he looked like
underneath all those clothes. The thought of Linc naked had Tomi feeling grateful that Mitch couldn”t see her face.
If he could, he”d see the sudden guilt — and desire — she was certain shone plainly in her
eyes.
She was here to marry this wonderful man. They”d gone through so much — their
relationship had seen far more than its fair share of happiness and heartache during the three
years they”d been together.
Through it all, they”d managed to not only survive but grow stronger, their love for
each other becoming even deeper, leaving no doubt in Tomi”s mind that she”d found her soul
mate. With mere days to go before they were scheduled to say “I do”, it seemed wrong
somehow that she”d be distracted by thoughts of any man other than Mitch, let alone
someone she”d only met a little more than an hour ago.
Still, she couldn”t deny the way she felt. There was no way to pretend she didn”t notice
the way her body responded to Linc when his heated gaze moved over her in the limo. It was
impossible to forget the look in his eyes, burning with need and passion, touching and
caressing her as sensuously, as seductively, as if he were using his own hands while
promising that the real thing would be even better than the fantasy.
Her eyes slid closed as a shiver of pleasure raced down her spine, forcing her to bite her
bottom lip to stifle the moan attempting to escape.
“You”re trembling.” Mitch”s strong arms tightened around her. “Are you cold?”
“No.” She turned in his arms. “I”m fine.” Tomi was far from cold. And that was the
problem. “So…that was some limo ride, huh?” Her words were spoken quietly, almost
hesitantly, as she stared into his handsome face. Tomi needed to see whether their earlier
activities had affected her fiancé as much as they did her. She wanted to make sure that he
had no regrets about what they”d done, knowing that she”d rather die before she did
anything that would cause him any more pain than he”d already endured. “Oh, yeah, that was one ride I won”t forget anytime in the near future.” Mitch
chuckled before he paused, and his expression suddenly turned serious as his blue-eyed gaze
searched hers. “Are you okay with what happened?”
“Yes.” Tomi nodded. “I am.” She was more than okay with it, but she had to know that
he felt the same way. “Lincoln seems nice.”
Mitch continued to study her; the look on his face told her that he shared her concerns.
Tomi smiled at him, wanting to ease his worries — and her own. As long as he was okay, she
was fine.
Several long moments passed before Mitch”s face relaxed, and Tomi felt her fears begin
to evaporate. “So, you think he”s nice?” His voice sounded playful once again, and the smile
returned to his eyes when he looked down at her.
“Yes, I do.” She continued, “He”s really gorgeous too.”
“He”s okay.” His words were nonchalant, but the smile tugging at the corners of his
mouth gave him away.
Tomi leaned her head against his chest to hide her own smile. “Just okay, huh?”
“Yeah, he”s not bad, if you like the strong, sexy, Latino-stud type.”
Tomi leaned back and looked up at him again. “Oh, and you don”t?” His dismissive tone
didn”t fool her at all. She knew him as well as she knew herself. They had so many things in
common; their wants, needs, and desires were so similar, they often mirrored each other.
Whenever she saw him, it felt as if she were looking at a male version of herself.
Like her, Mitch didn”t discriminate between genders. He loved both women and men,
and so did she. Their tastes in members of the male sex were the same as well.
“Don”t get me wrong, he”s definitely my type.” Mitch laughed. “I was simply