“You need to learn to keep it in check. I’ll be dancing and?—”
“I don’t care about that. They can look all they want. That’s it though.”
“On that we agree.” I rub my hand over his chest. “Come on, caveman. I’m hungry.”
A slight smile cracks his lips as he nods. Whew, we haven’t even kissed yet and this is how intense he is? What happens when I give myself over to this thing completely?
Annihilation, that’s what.
“Cashmere!” Rudy rushes over to me where I’m sitting at my dressing table and wraps his arms around me from behind, planting a big kiss on my cheek. “How are you?”
“Good.”
“Really?”
I nod, smiling. “Yeah. I promise.”
He studies my face. “You look beautiful. No bruising.”
“It’s under a shit ton of concealer but it’s healing.”
“I saw your man at his table. There’s another man with him too.”
“His friend.”
Wraith insisted on coming with us in case Specter was too distracted by me to notice his surroundings. I’m not sure that would happen, but it doesn’t hurt to have two men looking out for me.
“Specter talked to Gus and Mike, so everyone’s on alert.”
“Good.” Rudy pats my shoulder. “How’s the sex?”
“I wouldn’t know, darling.”
He gasps. “What? You haven’t climbed all over that masterpiece yet?”
I shake my head, focusing on my reflection. I’ve never talked to Rudy about anything major, but it would be kind of nice to have a friend right now. Just to process things.
“He’s a lot,” I whisper, impressed I managed words at all. I’mso closed off with people, but I know Rudy is a good person. “It’s kind of overwhelming.”
Rudy’s gaze softens and he nods. “I can see that. Is he nice though?”
“I don’t know if that’s the right word, but he treats me well. He’s kind of obsessed with me.”
“Obviously.”
“No, still. Even after being around me for three days, he’s the same.”
“And he hasn’t made a move at all?”
I shake my head. “He said he’ll wait for me to want it.”
Rudy fans himself with his hand. “Damn, sis. You have nerves of steel.”
“Not really,” I admit. “I want him, but I’m scared.”
“Of him?”
His question bounces around my head for a few seconds until the answer becomes clear. “No, not of him. Of what his full devotion could do to me. How do you move on from something like that?”
