A Date with a Foodie (The Dating Series Book 7)

front of everyone. “How should we celebrate?”
He chuckles. “How else?” He flourishes a hand about the street. “With food. Let’s see what Chicago has to offer.” Hand in hand, we walk down the street, eating samples here and there. From deep dish pizza to fish tacos, I eat anything and everything I can get my hands on, finishing up with a piece of frozen cheesecake on a stick that’s dipped in chocolate.
By the time we get back to my booth, all of the food has been eaten. Noah raises his hands in the air with a big smile on his face. “Sold out of everything! There were people willing to pay double just to get the chance to eat one of your pork chops.”
Adam drapes his arm over my shoulder. “That’s a huge feat right there. I saw how much food you had in your refrigerators.”
I grab my chest. “I know. Hopefully, I have enough for tomorrow.”
He squeezes my shoulder. “If not, they’ll come back. Everyone’s going to know your name by the time this event is over.”
“You think?”
“Oh, I know. Just you wait and see.”
Adam helps me and my staff pack up our things and we head back to the restaurant. Noah starts up the smoker and we get the pork butts going. Tomorrow is the pulled pork contest and I really want my pork to be perfect.
“Call us if you need us.” Noah and Camryn wave as they head for the door.
“I’m good! Get some sleep. I have the thermometer going on the smoker so it should be fine.” Katy grins mischievously at me as she follows them out. Once they’re gone, I lock up and Adam and I head upstairs to my apartment.
“Have you been able to get any work done while you’ve been here?” I ask, staring at Adam curiously. “You’ve been spending a lot of time with me.”
He smiles. “I’ve done some work. You’re a bad influence on me.”
I open the door. “Hey, don’t blame it on me.”
Once he’s inside, I shut the door behind him. He walks over to the couch and sits down. “I’m not,” he replies, laughing. “I’ve needed this time away.”
He pats the seat beside him, and I sit down. “How long do you think you’ll stay in Chicago?”
“Don’t know. I might have to go back to New York for a couple of days here and there, but I’d like to work something out.” He glances out the window toward the lake. “I’ve missed this place. I didn’t realize it until I started spending time with you.”
“So, you’re not going to up and leave and never call?” I tease.
His smile fades. “I wish you knew how much I regret that. I probably wouldn’t have made all the mistakes I have. I wouldn’t have married my ex-wife, for one.”
“Where do you think you would be right now if you’d stayed?”
He places a hand over mine and lifts it up to his lips, kissing my knuckles gently. When his eyes meet mine, it makes me tremble. “I’d like to think I’d be here …with you. Something about us just feels right.”
“Yes, it does,” I agree. I stand and hold out my hand. “I think it’s time we finish what we started last night.”
Taking my hand, his eyes darken with need. The air turns electric and I can feel it coursing through my veins. I want him and he wants me. I can’t wait anymore. I lead him to the bedroom and shut the door. In one quick movement, he pushes me against the door, his rock-hard arousal pressing into my center as he lifts me in his arms. My breaths come out in rapid pants as he covers my mouth with his. I rest my head against the door and moan as his mouth moves down my neck.
“There were so many nights I dreamed about you,” he murmurs, his warm breath on my skin.
I squeeze my legs around his hips, pulling him into me. “What kind of dreams?”
Adam’s eyes spark, and he lifts my shirt and unclasps my bra, freeing my breasts. I gasp when he closes his lips over my nipple, sucking it between his teeth. I grab onto his shoulders and everything inside of me tightens. Working myself over his erection, I push my chest out, wanting him to suck harder.
“Ah fuck,” he moans, biting down on my breast. “You know what kind of dreams. Ones like this.”
He carries me over to the bed and it’s not fast enough. I need to feel him inside of me. He unlatches my legs and keeps his gaze on mine as he unbuttons my jeans and slides them to the floor. I step out of them and he pushes me onto the bed. He rips his shirt off and I watch as he stalks toward me. The anticipation is torture.
I slide further back on the bed and he crawls over me, his arousal aligning with my opening as he spreads me apart. When he pushes himself inside, I cry out and dig my nails into his back, relishing the feel of him stretching me wide. His thrusts grow hard and fast. I’m so close to the edge, I’m about to explode.
He trails his lips to my neck and bites down, his fingers digging into my hips. “You feel so good, Maddy.”
I rock my hips against his and cry out as my release explodes through every nerve in my body. Adam follows closely behind, grunting as his cock pulsates inside me. My whole body trembles and I ache for more.
Still connected, he rests on his elbows and gazes down at me, his body still hard inside mine. “I could do this all night.”
“I can tell.” I laugh, leaning up to kiss him. “We can always find out?”
He brushes the hair off my face and kisses me. “What about tomorrow? It’s a big day.”
Grabbing his shoulders, I pull him on top of me. “Right now, I need you. This is what I want. The