Then I put my phone away. “I’ll read it on the plane tomorrow night.”
“You can keep reading now if you want.” She winks at me. “It’s your birthday. You should get anything you want?”
“Anything?”
“Within reason.”
Ah, that’s dangerous. I hook my fingertips under hers and lift her hand to my mouth. “How about a kiss?”
CHAPTER 4
FRANKIE
Heat swirls up my neck as I stare at the handsome stranger who is making butterflies riot in my belly. “A kiss for your birthday?”
Logan’s breath is warm against my skin, and his gaze stays trained on my face as he nods. “Thirty of them, if you’re feeling generous.”
“Wait, what?”
“Birthday kisses. I’m thirty, Francesca.” He gives me what can only be described as puppy dog eyes, but instead of pleading, they’re promising.
Thirty kisses? With this hunk of a man?
I’m in real trouble. I tip my head back and laugh. “I think we’ll get kicked out of this bar if we start making out.”
He scoffs. “It’s Vegas. On New Year’s Eve. I think we’ll fine.”
“Let’s start with one,” I whisper.
He kisses my knuckle, his short-cropped beard tickling my skin, then leans in and whispers, “Thank you.”
It’s so filthy my panties crawl down my thighs and fling themselves into the ether.
Whew. I pat his chest. “How about we go find you some birthday cake?”
“Good idea. I should have something to absorb the gin.”
He throws a tip on the counter, then stands up.
I pull out my phone. “Hang on, I have to share my location with my friends. And, if you don’t mind, a photo of the weirdo demanding kisses from me.”
“You want a picture of my driver’s license?”
“Just your face would be fine.”
“Come here, then.” He hooks an arm around my waist and pulls me close, holding up my phone with his other hand. He knows exactly how to angle it, finding the light, getting us both in frame. His cheek is warm against mine, his beard surprisingly soft, and he smells good. Really, really good.
“Send that to whoever you want,” he says easily, not letting go of my waist as he flips over to my contacts and adds himself before giving me the phone back. “And my number, just in case you take any good birthday photos and want to send them to me.”
Yeah, I’m giving this man all the birthday kisses he wants.
Frankie
Found this guy. Going out on the town. Location sharing is on. If I die, he did it. His name is Logan and he reads fantasy novels. Also, it’s his birthday.
Sloane
He’s hot. Don’t die. Do other things.
