For some reason, realizing his uncle made the news makes the stakes that much higher.
I can do this, I can do this.
“Why?” Fabien leads me to the dance floor with effortless ease for a big guy like him.
“I’ve seen him before,” I whisper in his ear.
“You’ve seen him before where?”
“On the news. He was arrested for breaking and entering in one of Paris’s most high security banks. How is he here now?”
Fabien shrugs. “Maybe he was found not guilty.”
Or maybe he doesn’t have to stay in jail if he doesn’t want to.
Interesting.
“Pretend we’re talking.”
“We don’t have to pretend, wearetalking.”
That earns me a grunt in reply, and another warning to behave myself.
“Haven’t you heard?” I say, remembering the words of a tee shirt I saw at the airport. “Well-behaved women rarely make history.”
“Well-behaved women rarely get spanked, too, which sounds more like it’s your speed, doesn’t it?”
My pulse accelerates. “If you say so.”
His breath in my ear’s so warm and sensual, I quiver.
“I can smell your arousal from here. You’re so hot, aren’t you?”
“Nope,” I lie. “Uh uh. And you’re the one lying, there’s no way you cansmellmy arousal.”
He sure can if he truly is part predator.
“You’re imagining yourself beneath me, aren’t you?”
“I am now.”
“I bet you’re dying to know what it’s like to feel my mouth between your legs.”
“I wasn’t, but now that you mention it…” I barely recognize my own voice.
“Shh,” he whispers suddenly. “We’re going to dance over to my cousin Milo. Slowly.”
I lay my head on his chest and allow him to hold me close to him. He’s an excellent dancer, and it’s easy to follow his lead.
I love the feel of him holding me. I love the simple elegance of dancing together, my steps following his. I love the scent of his cologne, the feel of his broad hand on my hip and the other in mine. I love the way I feel as if I were designed to fit right up against him like this.
“Cousin.”
His cousin stands at a bar, nursing a drink on the rocks.
“Fabien.” He nods. “Nicolette.”
He must’ve heard my name at the table. Still, it unsettles me. Fabien’s the only one I trust in this entire room, and that’s not saying much.
