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She jerks slightly and turns to me as I move to the other side of the small, round table and set down my drink.
“Oh, no.” A smile plays on her perfect lips, and she slips her phone into a small purse in front of her. “She had to take a phone call and wanted some privacy. She’s just outside.”
I tsk and shake my head, grinning at her. “Very dangerous of her to leave you like that. Haven’t you seen the way the men in here look at you?”
She scans the almost empty bar now that Coen has slipped out. “I’ve seen the way you have been looking at me.”
I take a sip of my beer, keeping my eyes on her. “How have I been looking at you?”
She leans her elbows on the table, flashing me her ample cleavage and twirling a strand of red hair around her finger. “The same way I’ve been looking at you.”
Well, damn.
Direct. To the point. Not nervous or shy.
Never looked away from me for one second when she said it.
This is a woman who knows what she wants and takes it.
And fuck if that isn’t the sexiest thing.
There’s nothing hotter than a strong woman, and it’s been far too long since I’ve met one. Though something tells me that no one I’ve ever met is anything like the one across the table from me. It’s too bad I didn’t meet her earlier, during my three years here in Chicago. She’s different from the other girls I’ve spent my very little free time with. Stronger. More confident. Not looking to latch onto me for the wrong reasons.
This is pure animal attraction. What it’s supposed to feel like. This is wanting something and being willing to bend over backward to get it. This woman is special.
She’s a fantasy before me, a dream come to life.
Maybe the perfect woman.
And tonight, she’s going to be mine.
JACK
The man standing in front of me might just be the definition of walking sex. It oozes off him the same way the heavenly, masculine scent does, floating over the table to me, forcing me to inhale it with every breath. Crisp. Clean. It makes me want to bury my face in his shirt and never stop smelling it.
Something flutters deep inside me—a longing, a need I’ve never felt this strongly. It struck me the moment our eyes connected the first time and hasn’t stopped during the hour Felicity and I have been here with him. And now that he’s finally made his move, he’s even more handsome up this close than he appeared sitting at the bar.
Striking Caribbean-blue eyes rake over me from under a mop of thick, dark, wavy hair. A playful smile tilts his lips, surrounded by rough stubble covering his powerful jaw.
He watches me with keen interest as I take a sip of my Jack and Coke to try to calm my racing heart while I think about what that would feel like between my thighs.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Flirting with a man has never unnerved me like this, but it may have something to do with the adrenaline coursing through my system from my “escape” today. I was already riding high and enjoying the freedom of my night away from everything before I ever stepped foot in this dive.
It just feels good to be out, to be normal, to be sitting here, talking with a hot guy who seems as interested in me as I am in him, without knowing someone is watching me and reporting my every move to the people who can make my life a living hell and enjoy keeping me on a short leash.
The only person whose eyes I want on me now is across the table from me.
“You’ve been watching me. I’ve been watching you.” He leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. “Seems we’re on the same page. I just need to know what you’d like to do about it. Because I sure know what I’d like to do…and how.”
His tongue darts out across his lips, his gaze darkening.
Sweet mother of God, that’s hot.
I swallow through my suddenly dry throat and take another sip of my drink before I can speak again. “I have some ideas.”
He chuckles. “I bet you do, sweetheart.”
