He moved around to face me, clapping me on the shoulder. “You know this will further inflame your relationship with Wade.”
“I don’t think that’s repairable at this point.”
“Well, it won’t be if you fuck his sister. I’m just warning you. She’s not going to hang around. You know that.”
“That makes our time spent together that much more valuable. Now, doesn’t it?”
His eyebrows knitted together and he lifted his bottle of beer in a salute. “Just be careful. Like I said before. She’s trouble.”
“Maybe I like a little trouble.”
“You always have.”
I waited for a few seconds before weaving my way through the crowd, finding her standing with Charmaine, her best friend. The redhead lifted her chin, poking Kenzie.
Kenzie turned around, the look of determination on her face everything I’d come to adore about her. She even swaggered closer, providing a look that set the tone for the evening. “What is it, fire eater?”
“Oh, I’m a fire eater now, huh?”
“Why not? The name suits you.”
It didn’t matter what kind of mood I was in; she’d always managed to make me smile. “How about this. What do you say we get out of the crowded joint?”
“I don’t have a car and from what I heard, yours is stuck on that big mountain.” Her shrug was noncommittal.
I nodded, thinking about alternatives. A highly indulgent one came to mind, the filthy thought igniting my hunger. “You’re right. Do you think you can handle a little adventure?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“Maybe I want to keep it a secret.” I inched closer, drinking in her perfume. The combination of a light floral, a hint of citrus, and a dash of vanilla was one of the most powerful aphrodisiacs out there.
Goddamn if her smile couldn’t light up a room. “Alright. I’m game. But I do play to win.” She stood where she was, forcing me to come to her.
“So you do. If you’re serious then finish your drink, Palomino Girl. You’re going to need to keep that mouth of yours nice and wet.” I took a long pull of my beer, allowing my gaze to fall just as I’d done before.
Only this time, there was an entirely different meaning to my gesture and she knew it.
“I don’t like being told what to do.”
“And I think you’re lying to me.” I moved to within inches of her.
“That’s a terrible thing to say to a lady.”
Chuckling, I dropped my gaze as she darted just the tip of her tongue around the rim of her glass. “I guess that’s something I’ll have to consider keeping in mind.”
“Arrogant, aren’t you?”
“I’d call it confidence.”
“Do share. What are you so confident about?” Kenzie tilted her head, studying me with her lips parted, her eyes partially dilated.
Shrugging, I scrubbed my jaw with one hand, cocking my head as if debating. But I wasn’t. “Everything.”
“Then I’d call you cocky.” There was something to be said for playing word games. I also enjoyed the electric hum surrounding her. She was a live wire of wanton need, her desire as keen and tumultuous as mine.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should take it as an insult.”
