He knew people were around them, the din of conversations, but he didn't care. He had nothing to hide.
Not anymore. Not with Hadley.
Blaise didn’t want to wait to kiss her. He needed her.
As he pulled her closer, she arched against him. He didn’t want to stop kissing her, but there would be time for more kisses later. This was only the beginning for them.
No rush.
That was what he’d been telling himself.
And he repeated the words, even if quiet desperation for her flowed through him.
Slowly, he drew the kiss to an end, but he didn’t back away.
Blaise couldn’t. Instead, he rested his forehead against hers. “I could get used to doing this all the time.”
“Me, too.” She sounded breathless.
Good. That was how he felt around her. He laced his fingers with hers, wanting to hold on to her tightly.
Not that he planned on letting her go.
An announcement about the upcoming session sounded.
He tugged on his tie with his free hand.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yes, I just want the panel to go well.”
She kissed his cheek. “You’ll be brilliant as usual.”
Her compliment was what he needed.
“So…” they said at the same time and then laughed.
“You go first,” she said.
“Dash likes the woman you introduced him to,” Blaise said. “He went out with her again.”
Hadley’s face brightened. “I’m happy to hear that. They are an excellent match, so I’m curious how it plays out.”
“He will put a ring on her finger and say ‘I do.’”
She laughed. “I appreciate your confidence in my abilities, but don’t tell Dash that or he might freak out.”
“He’ll get there.”
“Don’t you guys call him Mr. Status Quo?”
“Yes, but he’s never dated a woman who designs video games or gone out with the same person twice in one week,” Blaise explained. “You hit a home run.”
She beamed. “I can’t wait to see what happens in the next inning.”
The doors to where his panel was being held opened. People streamed out from the previous session and into the lobby where they stood. Blaise noticed Rizzo still in line for coffee, but now the crowd was between them.
“I saw Wes earlier, but he didn’t mention his date.” Blaise wanted to get his mind off the panel. “Did he tell you anything?”
