He snorted, shaking his head as he leaned back in the chair. His voice was laced with humour. “Poor guy. Imagine being your boyfriend when you flirt like this with other men.”
“I do not—”
“Have a boyfriend?”
My lips tightened, nostrils flaring. I was so close to stomping my foot.
“Fine,”I snapped. “I’ll go for one drink with you if you promise to behave for these final shots. And…”
I was playing with fire, but it was already so damn hot in here. He cocked a brow in question.
“And you speak English the whole time.”
Let’s see how much he wants a drink.
“You want my seduction routine?”
“No.”The heat crept further up my neck. I didn’t think I meant that. Not consciously anyway. “I admire men willing to learn. And I want to see just how much of the language you know.”
“And for however long I keep speaking English… you’ll stay out?”
I pursed my lips in thought. “Yes.”
He saluted and shot up, releasing a deep breath. “To work.”
“Hold up,” I said, lifting a finger to stop him,before gesturing at his chest.
His brows knotted, but he followed the movement of my finger like a cat did a laser.
All the way up his chest as I zipped him up.
Eyes wide, my hand froze at the Velcro fastening at the top where the zip rested.
Shit.I should not have done that.
My wide eyes met his crinkling ones. “You’re meant to take itofflater. Or are you getting territorial already?”
No.Blood sprinted in my veins as I sighed through my nose. “Towork, Zoltán.”
2
Chapter 2
Fia
I left at the end of the shoot without saying goodbye to Zoltán or telling him the address of where I was staying, though he’d asked multiple times.
My sister and her motorbike racing boyfriend were driving back to our Airbnb, so I escaped with them, not wanting to say goodbye to Zoltán once he’d changed. Seeing him in leathers was bad enough.Normal people clothes?Now, I couldn’t be drooling over that.
But I worried I might.
Everly hounded me with questions about the new racer. I kept my responses to a minimum, but Luca raised his brows at me through the rear-view mirror when I got tongue-tied over his name.
That man must have supernatural observational skills. Ever was my sisterly soulmate, and even she prattled on after giving up, not suspicious in the slightest.
Livie’s husband had picked out the Airbnb. Nix loved thegrand life, and with his family of three growing again in a few months, he was in nesting mode. The five of them often went on trips between the races—Ever, Luca, Livie, Nix, and their toddler daughter, Avia.
In the last few months, they booked places with enough spare rooms for extra guests.
