“Sounds good to me. Where to?”
Mischief settles onto her face. “It’s a surprise, but before we go, can you promise me something?”
“Of course.”
“No names or numbers exchanged. We’ll just have a few drinks and see where the night takes us.”
“Deal.” For a split second I debate telling her the truth of what I do for a living. But she said it herself, no names, no numbers, it’s just a couple of drinks… with a beautiful woman who appears to have a deep-seated resentment for what I do.
What’s the worst that can happen?
CHAPTER 3
SARINA
I think I discovered something that’s sluttier on a man than gray sweatpants
Lorena
Gray suit pants
Lorena
Ehhh
Gray Armani suit pants
Lorena
I stand corrected
I’ll keep you updated if what’s underneath is as big as I’m projecting it is
Lorena
I’ll be waiting
“A Manhattan for you,” the bartender says to whoever this sexy man next to me is, placing his drink in front of him, “and I’ll be right back with your usual.”
He’s so pretty to look at, I’m finding it difficult to not just stare at him. Aside from having the perfect amount of facial hair that’s just over what would be considered a five-o’clock shadow but not too much that it distracts from his chiseled cheekbones and dimpled smile, he has the warmest brown eyes that match his short, faded haircut. And I can’t ignore the fact that he’s climbable. Easily a foot taller than my five-foot-three self.Fuck, and the way he fills out his suit in all the right places, has my mind running wild, wanting to see what his broad shoulders and tapered waist look like bare, with my nails digging into his skin.
It doesn’t help that aside from the obvious attraction I have for him, that I can’t stop replaying in my head the way he swopped in to my rescue as Luxe. No one has ever done that for me. Or looked as sexy and confident while defending me. I’m surprised I’ve stayed composed for as long as I have.
A few seconds pass when my usualthreedrinks are set before me. “Thank you.”
“Of course, anytime. It’s good to see you,” Dominica says with a grin. “You two have fun. Enjoy.”
A silentOh, we willfilters through my mind as I bring my attention to the assortment of drinks in front of me. I scan my options, opting for the espresso martini first.
I glance his way, noticing the way he’s studying me. “Yes?”
“Nothing.” He tries to suppress the smirk curling the corners of his mouth. There’s such a smooth charm to him, but a shyness as well that peeks through. It’s a combination I haven’t encountered often. It’s endearing.
“Whatever you say, but that look on your face tells a different tale.”
“What look?” He attempts to fix his expression but all it does it make the grin he’s been holding back widen. “I can’t just admire how beautiful you are?”
My cheeks warm to a blush —something that doesn’t happen often, and somehow, he’s been able to do it more than once in the short amount of time since I made his acquaintance. I play it off. “If that’s your story…” My voice lingers for a brief pause.
