A woman was waiting for us at the top.
“Welcome, Mr.Steele.”
As she walked with us down a hallway that had doors spaced much farther apart than the hall where I’d dined with my dad, she said, “Everything you’ve requested is in your room.We’ve made the kitchen and wait staff aware of your time constraints.Please notify us if you need anything else.”
“Thank you.”
She opened the door to Konni’s dining room and smiled at me as he drew me inside.The door shut softly behind us as I looked around.
Without question, Konni’s private dining room was a huge upgrade from Dad’s.A large circular table with a lifted, rotating top took up most of the space on the right side of the room.On the left side, a sectional leather sofa with colorful throw pillows ran along almost the entire wall.Several low tables were positioned in front of it.And the walls had actual decor, vibrant and luxurious, while still making the space feel cozy and welcoming.
“Would you like to sit at the table or the lounge?”Konni asked.
“The lounge,” I said, since the table was ridiculously big for two people.
He led me to the sofa, still not releasing my hand.
“It’s going to be difficult to eat like this,” I said.
“No, it won’t.”He sat first and tugged me forward so I fell onto his lap.He smirked as he cradled me.“I’ll feed you like this.”
He was ridiculous…ly cute.Damn him.
His scent wrapped around me.It wasn’t cologne or anything particularly identifiable, but something that just smelled good.Welcoming.Enticing.I wanted to lean in and breathe him in.
Keep it together, Soph.
“That’s going to be awkward for your lawyer,” I said.
Konni’s humor grew.“He’ll have to adjust.”
“Or you can let me up, and we can act like the two business professionals we are.”
“Or we could…” His gaze dipped to my mouth.
Oh, the things I wanted to do.
He started to rumble, and I realized my hand had settled on his shoulder.
Fuck it.Just a little taste wouldn’t hurt anything.
I shifted on his lap, bringing my mouth closer to his neck, and inhaled like I’d wanted to.
“You smell good,” I said.“What is it?”
“Pheromones.Dragons release them to help entice their mates.Is it working?”
It was, but I wasn’t about to admit that.
“Can you control it?”
“No.”
It was reason enough for me to get off his lap—and to reconsider my job at Steele—but I didn’t do either.
Instead, I let myself have what I wanted.Just a little taste.
My lips skimmed his neck, and I licked his skin lightly.That led to a trailing kiss.Several, actually, as I blazed a path to his Adam’s apple.His rumble grew more pronounced, vibrating from his chest and teasing my palms.
