“What favor?”
“Send me a photo.”
“What?”
“I’d like to see how you’re dressed for salsa tonight.”
“Really, Jack?”
“Send me a photo.”
“I’ll think about it.”
I take a quick selfie and send it to her. “Have fun dancing tonight.”
“Oh Jack. Good night.” She says and hangs up. A couple of minutes later, she responds with a selfie. She’s wearing a sexy black dress, and my stomach flips as I look at her. She looks absolutely stunning. Sexy as hell and I want her in my bed.
Don’t get any ideas! She texts.And don’t do anything untoward with my photo.
I burst out laughing.
Like what?
Like jacking off.
Too late. Already doing it.
Levi sits back down and gazes over at me. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I say, shaking my head and putting my phone away. I can’t get the photo of Katherine out of my mind. I want to rip that dress off of her. I look at Levi thoughtfully. “I have a question for you.”
“Shoot.”
“Did Sebastian ever tell you how he knew Willow was the one?”
Levi frowns. “What do you mean?”
“He fell in love with her quickly. She’s not the only beautiful woman that’s come into his life so I was curious how he knew that what he felt for her was more than lust?”
Levi shrugs and sips his drink. “I think when you know, you just know. Why are you asking? Don’t tell me you’ve caught the love bug, too.” He frowns.
“Oh, hell no,” I laugh a little too loudly. “I’m not interested in love. Not at all.”
He watches me closely and shakes his head. “Really now?”
“I haven’t even been on a date in ages,” I add quickly. “There’s no one who would make me think I’m even close to being in love.”
He doesn’t respond, just sips his drink and I know I’ve protested too much. I don’t even know why I asked him the question. I’m not falling for Katherine. I haven’t even had sex with her. We haven’t even been on a real date. It’s just that she makes me smile. There’s something about her beauty that captivates me: the way her eyes crinkle when she laughs, the way she juts out her chin when she’s stubborn, the way she challenges me, pushes me away, yet touches me so softly. The way she smells. The way her hair feels in my hands. The way I dream about her at night. The way I want her when I wake up in the morning. She’s under my skin, and I’m determined not to fall for her. She’s a complication I don’t need. And yet, I want her more than any woman I’ve ever wanted before in my life.
“Any salsa places around here?” I ask suddenly.
Levi stares at me. “Why?”
“I don’t know. I just had a thought.” I shimmy slightly and tap my feet against the marble floor.
He bursts out laughing. “You want to go salsa dancing?”
“I mean, why not?” I shrug nonchalantly.
