“Let me wipe that off.” I grab the napkin and reach for his lips, but he snatches my wrist.
“I haven’t given you permission to touch me, little one.”
The warning in his voice sends flurries of tingles straight to my clit.
I’m caught off guard.
His gaze drops to my mouth for a beat and the muscle in his jaw flexes.
We lock eyes onto each other for several heart-pounding breaths until I lower my hand.
“Good girl.” What I read in his gaze disarms me. Desire. Want. Need.
I shift in my seat.
He plucks the napkin from my fingers and wipes my lipstick off his lips.
I take a long gulp of my drink to cool downmy lady parts.
He gives me another onceover and sinks his teeth into his lower lip.
I’ve never seen anything as sexy as my fake boyfriend-slash-role-playing-partner in this moment.
The way he’s staring…
Like he could eat me alive.
“You look stunning in that dress.”
I hope he’d like it.
“That color on a gorgeous blonde like you could stop traffic. The bright shade brings out the gold in your pretty green eyes.”
I blush. “You’re full of compliments.”
Once again, Judith scored. The ocean-blue sequined pareo skirt that hits below the knee and ties up at the front of the waist combined with the silk sleeveless tank top with a sexy deep V in a matching shade, the designer silver strappy heels, silver clutch, and white gold hoop earrings with diamonds make me feel like I have ten million dollars stashed in my bank account.
I turn on my seat so I’m facing him. “Under these lights, the blue matches your eyes.”
“I’m flattered,” he says.
He takes a sip of whatever liquid he has floating in his tumbler.
I enjoy a little more of my drink.
“Let me guess,” he says. “You had a hard week, and now you need to let some steam off.”
I cross my legs, making sure to hold my skirt so I don’t show any skin above the knee.
His gaze drops.
When his eyes lock onto mine again, the temperature in this lounge has risen by one hundred degrees.
“Yesterday, I came home early and caught my boyfriend fucking his married boss in our bed,” I say. “No wonder thebitch always gave me the stink eye.” I shake my head. “I kicked the cheating bastard to the curb.” I shrug. “Good riddance.”
“You don’t sound heartbroken.”
“Catching him cheating on me was a relief, Beckham. The relationship wasn’t going anywhere. We had been living like roommates for far too long.”
