I looked away and took another swallow of my drink while plotting how I should make my approach. When I glanced at him again, he looked my way at the same time. Our eyes met, and he gave me a small smile, but Perry interrupted the moment when he delivered the stranger’s drink.
After a bit, the two men sitting beside me got up and headed toward the dance floor. From the corner of my eye, I watched the mystery guy throw back the rest of his drink and make his way toward me with confident strides.
“Mind if I sit here?” he asked, his smile from earlier returning to his face. Up close, he looked a few years older than me. Maybe twenty-seven or twenty-eight. That worked, since my track record with guys my age wasn’t great.
“Not at all.” I finished my drink and placed it on the wood top.
“Can I buy you another one?” he asked, eyeing my empty glass.
“Sure.”
“What are you having?”
“Whiskey sour.”
He signaled to Perry and ordered us each another. Our bartender flashed me a wink again and got to pouring.
“Seems you’re popular tonight.”
I shrugged. “Pretty sure he’s aiming for a good tip.”
“Maybe not the best course of action when he’s flirting with the guy I’m buying drinks for.” Tall, dark and handsome smirked. Damn, that smirk was sexy.
While I was busy taking in the gorgeous man sitting next to me, I noticed he had the most stunning eyes I’d ever seen. Even in the dim nightclub, his light green irises sparkled, and I was so distracted by them, I didn’t realize Perry had delivered our drinks until Mr. Bright Eyes lifted his glass.
“Thanks.” I held up my own drink and tapped his with mine.
“You’re welcome.” He leaned a little closer to me and lowered his voice. “It’s the least I could do for the guy who caught my attention the moment I walked in.”
I grinned. “Flattery. That must mean you want something.”
“Oh, I definitely want something.”
“You seem pretty sure of yourself, but I need to warn you—winning me over will take more than one little compliment.”
“I bought you a drink, too,” he teased.
“Hmm. I guess you’re off to a pretty good start then.”
“Finish your drink, and I’ll show you what else I’m good at.”
I polished off my drink quickly. Maybe I should have made him work a little harder, but what was the point? It was clear we had gone to Chrome with the same plan. Why draw things out when we both knew how the night would end?
As soon as the glass touched the bar, he grabbed my hand and led me out of the club. It had started to snow while I’d been inside, and I felt myself shiver, missing the mild California winter I had enjoyed over the last three weeks.
Mr. Bright Eyes wrapped an arm around me, and I nuzzled into his side.Damn, he smelled good.Like sandalwood with a hint of citrus.
“I’ll order us a car. I don’t live too far from here. Unless you’d rather go back to your place?”
I shook my head. “Your place is good.”
Minutes later, we were sitting in the backseat of a Chevy Tahoe. When the vehicle pulled away from the curb, my mystery man leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. I’d had one-night stands before, but never with someone I hadn’t exchanged names with. For a moment, I was tempted to ask him, but something stopped me because the idea of an anonymous hookup had my blood rushing to my dick, and all I could focus on was the way his mouth felt against mine.
Once the rideshare pulled up to a one-story house, we slipped out of the backseat. Mr. Bright Eyes grasped my hand and led me toward the front door. My heart raced with anticipation with what was about to happen when we got inside.
After using the keypad to unlock his door, we stepped over the threshold. The house was dark except for the streetlights streaming through the large window near the door, and after he flicked on a light, he kicked the door closed and pushed me against it, distracting me with an all-consuming kiss.
His tongue tangled with mine while I cupped the side of his face, enjoying the prickle of the rough brown hair covering his cheeks. A few moments later, he slowly moved us across the room. I kept my eyes closed, trusting him to guide me where he wanted us to go. With a couple more steps, my back was against the wall, and my gorgeous stranger moved his lips from mine and worked his way down my throat. My hands gripped the sides of his head as his teeth bit my neck gently, sending a shiver down my spine, and I moaned softly.
