Page 76 of Pink

“I made a deal tonight—had to have a driver bring me here and then back. That’s what I was calling about. He’ll be here in five minutes. Did you bring your own car?”

“I did.”

“Can you leave it or do you want to—”

“Woman, I’ll do whatever the hell you want me to do.”

That had Gigi beaming. It was the simpering smile she shot him and the dip of her lashes as she glanced toward the bar’s windows that had his blood heating up, though. Not to mention, how hard his fucking cock had become under his slacks.

It was starting to ache.

“It’ll be easier to keep out of sight if you come with me, but also …”

“What?”

Her bottom lip caught under her top teeth. “You’ll see. Did you get a hold of whoever—”

“Yeah, all is good. I have to head out early—probably around five for … work.”

His deflection did the job.

“Good,” she replied. “So, we’re ready to go?”

“Yep. Ready whenever you are. Say the word.”

Lying by omission was still a lie. Lev knew that better than anyone. He came here to see Gigi with every intention of telling her about his daughter but hadn’t quite figured out how exactly to do that. When was he supposed to fit that little tidbit of information in? Between the drinks and darts and flirting? Or how about now, when her hand was drifting down to cup his dick through his slacks? Yeah, he was sure that would go over perfectly fucking well.

“Jesus,” he grunted when she grabbed his length firmer and stroked. “Now who’s trying to catch us a public indecency charge?”

He caught her wrist and yanked her hand away from his dick before he lost what little control he’d managed to maintain over the evening. Weaving his fingers with hers, Lev brought their connected hands up to press two quick kisses to her knuckles.

She trembled.

He could feel it.

“We should …” Gigi swallowed hard, her gaze locked on his mouth that moved in for another taste of the skin on her hand. “We should head outside. The faster I can get into a vehicle, the better, you know?”

“Just say what it is, babe.”

“Which is?”

“You need to be fucked. You want me to fuck you. Say it.”

He kissed her knuckle again, but that time, he used his tongue to tease her shaking hand, too. Gigi let out a hard breath, the color flooding her cheeks rushed down her throat in the prettiest way. He bet he could get her flushed all over before the night was out.

He looked forward to it.

Meeting his gaze, Gigi said, “Yeah, I want you to fuck me. I’ve needed you for a while.”

Well, then …

Lev gestured a hand toward the entrance where the quiet, dark street waited for them. “Ladies first, Gigi.”

• • •

“Thought you said five minutes?” Lev asked, keeping a tight hold around Gigi’s form. Despite it being summer, they were still quickly approaching fall and her top and mini skirt offered little to no protection from the wind that traveled through the streets. At least tucked in his embrace, she was soaking up some of his warmth and her trembling subsided. “We’ve been out here for at least ten.”

“I can call?”