They exchanged a heavy look. “If you really want to start remodeling a guest room and going through potential personnel files, be my guest. Let me know if you see someone suitable, and I’ll consider it.”
That was code for“We’re hiring another woman. Make it happen.”
Once business was taken care of, Judith returned to her party, now in the throes of breaking up. Some were in the Entertainment Den. Others retreated to the Cigar Lounge. One man was already halfway into Grace by the time they stumbled off to her room. It was the makings of a swell evening at the Château, but Judith felt no inclination to make her usual rounds. Not when she knew exactly where she wanted to be.
“I’m getting hungry,” she announced, perching on the edge of Seth’s lounge chair. Zack was thankfully gone. Was he the one halfway into Grace? “I haven’t had anything to eat in hours.”
Seth wrapped his arm around her midsection and held her close, the both of them glancing at Miguel and his glass of champagne. “What are you hungry for, hm?”
Ripples of desire tore across her skin. How was it that this man could turn her on with one sentence? “You know what I want, gentlemen. I’mhungry.”
It wasn’t a question of if they could get to her room before they made a spectacle of themselves in front of everyone. It was a question of did they care to?
(Yes, they did, but only because both Seth and Miguel were still too enamored with their love to dare show her off. Yet.)
THE END
