She smiles. “Dance with me first.”
The band begins playing an instrumental rendition of George Michael’s “One More Try” as Benson’s arm circles my waist, pulling me in close. The instant our bodies connect, my body heats up, desire coiling in my lower belly. His familiar scent is intoxicating.
“You’re pretty good at this,” I say.
He chuckles softly. “My mom made it a point to make sure all her boys knew how to lead a lady around the dance floor.”
“She sounds like an incredible woman.”
He smiles affectionately. “The best.”
“I’d love to meet her someday.”
His throat bobs as he swallows, scanning the room. “Tell me about this idea of yours,” he demands, arm tightening around my waist, pulling me closer.
“My father has a safe. I discovered it back in high school while snooping through his office. If he’s hiding something, I have no doubt it will be in there.”
“And what do you expect to do, just walk in while he’s not home and break into the safe?”
I smile wickedly. “No need to break in when I have the code.”
Benson raises a brow. “And how, might I ask, did youdiscover it?”
“It only took one try to figure out it was his date of birth.”
He shakes his head. “Jesus, he can’t be that stupid.”
I continue.
“My parents always stay in the penthouse here when they have the gala, so no one will be there tonight.”
“Security?” he asks.
“Let me handle that.”
“Karmen,” he growls, fingers digging into my waist.
My breath catches in my throat. “Can’t you just let me be in charge for once?”
The corner of his mouth hooks into a devilish grin. “Yeah, but only after I know every detail so I can keep you safe.”
I smile, knowing he can’t help himself, so I don’t even bother arguing with him.
“There is only one guard on duty at the gate after eleven tonight. I’ll tell him I didn’t feel like driving home, so I’m staying at my parents’ house for the night.”
“He won’t call your father to confirm?”
“Not with my powers of persuasion, he won’t.”
He raises a brow. “That being?”
“They’re called tits, Benson.”
His jaw ticks, body tense with anger.
“Chill out. He’s had a thing for me since he started working for my dad a few years ago.” I shrug. “I’ll just use that to our advantage.”
“Athing?”
