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She snorts into her glass, taking another small sip. “Fucking Elliot.”
“I rest my case.”
Her lips press together, and she peeks up at me from under full lashes. “That was very nice what you said about my work today.”
“I’m not nice. I’m honest.”
“So you’re not a nice man?” She leans closer on the barstool, and I’m ready to take her home.
“Haven’t you heard?” She shakes her head, and her eyes fix on my lips. Yep, time to take this vixen to my bed. “I can be nice when I want to be.”
“I don’t believe you. You’re naughty.”
“I am. Just like you.”
“At least we know it.” She slips the olive between her teeth, chewing as she gives me a sly wink.
I think I get her nickname now. “Are you hungry?”
She nods, and I take her hand. “I ordered dinner for two. It should be at my place the same time as us.”
“You’re mighty sure of yourself.”
Pulling her hand into the crook of my arm, her body slides closer to mine. “I only hoped.”
“Then it’s your lucky night.”
Fuck, yeah, it is.
Chapter 5
Joselyn
“It’s beautiful.” I’m on the balcony of Spencer’s two-story brownstone overlooking the Congaree River.
It’s in a historic part of downtown with galleries, cute little shops, and restaurants, and as the light breeze moves through my hair, I remember walking through the city on my first visit, dreaming of living in one of these gorgeous homes.
We didn’t talk much on the ride back, and I feel a little more sober than when I left the bar. Now I’m here. What am I doing here?
“The view sold me on this place.” He joins me, two glasses of wine in his hands.
He’s gorgeous in a bespoke suit with his dark hair falling in perfectly messy waves. I want to curl my fingers in it, remembering how soft his hair is—contrasted with the dark scruff on his square jaw.
I remember the way he kissed me that night, demanding, possessive, leaving my cheeks scuffed pink. I want to feel that scruff between my thighs.
He’s intense and intimidating, sensual and predatory. He’s too smart, but I’m not afraid of him.
“You have impeccable taste.” I take the glass and sip the dry, oaky wine.
Steak and fish are plated downstairs on the dining table, but I’m not hungry for food.
I texted Courtney not to wait up. I have no idea what to expect, but it’s been a long time since a man seduced me.
I could use a bit of seduction.
“It’s my job.” He looks at me in a way that makes my insides beg. “What do you like, Sin?”
I take another sip of wine and give him a coy smile. “True crime.”
