Her nipples tightened and she glanced at his mouth. “Naughty, naughty, Huntah.” But a whisper of a smile danced on her lips.I can’t wait,either.
Wendy approached the table. “Good evening, sir. Can I bring you abeverage?”
“Vodka martini,dry.”
“Right away.” Sheleft.
“I don’t need a drink,” he murmured. “I needyou.”
“Patience.” She stroked his forearm. “Did you see management escort a man to thesuite?”
“No and I watched from the hallway. How long do we have theroom?”
“Anhour.”
“Then you owe me an hour.Athome.”
“Huntah, that seems a little forward. I hardly knowyou.”
The waitress returned with his martini. “Wendy, do you think you could find Sage?” Alexandraasked.
Crockett pulled out two Ben Franklins. “One for you. Keep the change from the second. Electra is anxious to see herfriend.”
After quickly stashing one of the bills, Wendy flicked her gaze toward the kitchen. Her grateful smile dropped and she cleared her throat. “Thank you, sir. I’ll see what I cando.”
Jase sidled over. “See what you can do aboutwhat?”
“Um…I…” mumbledWendy.
“Book us more time in our suite,” Crockettsaid.
While fidgeting under Jase’s scrutiny, Wendy refused to look at him.She’s intimidated,too.
“Good,” said Jase before addressing Wendy. “If it’s booked, let me know. I’ll see what I cando.”
“Yes, sir.” Wendy peeked at Alexandra before ducking into thecrowd.
“Electra, Hunter. How are you enjoying your evening?” Jaseasked.
Crockett’s expression hardened. “Jase.”
“Electra, may I have aword?”
“Could you excuse me,Huntah?”
Crockett pushed out of the booth so Alexandra could slide out. Then he sat back down and sipped hisdrink.
Jase stepped close and she whiffed his liquor breath. “I come bearing good news. Your five-thousand dollar debt has beenpaid.”
Had she heard him correctly? “Pardonme?”
“You don’t owe Incognito anything. You’re free andclear.”
“Paid bywhom?”
“Anonymous.” When he drew back his lips, his grin resembled a snarl. “Congratulations.”
Her stomach dropped. This grand gesture didn’t feel like a random act ofkindness.
