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Typically, my hair is sporting its natural curl. It’s the only way Rook has seen it, but I want tonight to be as memorable to him as it is to me.

“We’re coming up to the restaurant now.” Her hand jumps up, encouraging me to look to my right.

When I do, I spot the restaurant, but I see something else, too. That sight sends my pulse racing.

Rook Thorsen, wearing a gorgeous dark gray three-piece suit and a killer smile is standing in the middle of the sidewalk outside the restaurant, waiting for me.

As soon as I’m out of the car, he’s in front of me, his gaze stuck on my face. “Carrie.”

“Hi, Rook.” I struggle to keep my voice even.

“What’s that saying about your beauty being worth a thousand words?” he whispers gruffly. “There isn’t a word in existence that describes how breathtaking you are.”

I stare into his eyes. The correct saying may be about a picture being worth that many words, but I’m all out of words at the moment. All I can do is feel.

His hand jumps to my chin to tilt my head up. He gazes into my eyes. We’re both oblivious to the people passing by us. The world beyond his touch has dropped out of view.

All I feel, see, and want is this man.

I made a conscious decision to take control of every aspect of my life a long time ago, and I’m about to do that again now.

With his gaze pinned on my face, I lick my bottom lip. “I’m not that hungry.”

His lips split into a smile. His eyes drop from my face to the front of my dress and beyond to my legs. “I am, for you.”

The confession sets me at ease. “You are?”

He nods silently, stepping even closer. The scent of his cologne envelops me as he stares down into my eyes. “I’m going to take you to the hotel.”

I nod slowly. “I want that.”

“You’re ready for that,” he says, not asks. “You want this.”

I correct him because he needs to know exactly why I’m with him tonight, “I want you.”

On the crowded Manhattan sidewalk with the promise of the best night of my life ahead of me, Rook leans down and brushes his lips against my cheek. “I’ve never wanted anything more than this…than you.”

Desperate for more from him, I turn my head slightly, offering my mouth.

A long, deep, barely audible groan escapes him before his lips crash on mine.

Unable to control it, I let out a little moan. It’s faint, but I know he hears it because he parts my lips with his tongue as his hand glides down my back.

My hand jumps to the back of his head, fingers getting lost in his hair as he deepens the kiss even more.

My entire body is on fire, lit with a desire so extreme I fear I’ll combust from the inside out.

I pull back slightly, but only enough to whisper what I want, “Rook, take me to the hotel.”

“Yes.” His lips brush mine again. “I need that. I need you now.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Rook

I couldn’t keep my greedy hands off Carrie during the ride from the restaurant to this hotel.

We climbed back into the car she had just exited. The woman driving the rideshare was parked at the curb, waiting for her next job. I tossed a couple hundred dollars at her and practically begged her to take us to the Beaumont Hotel.

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