Page 5 of Whiskey Lies


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“Like you want to devour me.” She looks at me as if she’s the librarian and she just caught me jacking off in the aisles.

Please tell me she owns a pair of glasses.

With my tongue in the side of my mouth, I look down at her, making her wait for my response. “Because that’s exactly what I intend to do, Gracie.” I tip her chin up as she attempts to look away. “And you’re going to enjoy it.”

Her eyes dart between my own, as if she’s trying to find her way out of this situation. I don’t give her the opportunity to second-guess her decision. “Look, there’s our ride.” I point to the sign with my name on it.

She laughs. “Oh, thank God it’s just a car and not a limo. I was beginning to think I was in over my head.”

I smirk as I take her bag and hand it to my driver. “And if it was a limo, you’d be in over your head?”

She sighs. “The men I deal with at home…” She pauses and looks away. “Forget it.”

The thing is I don’t want to forget anything she says. I store it all away, waiting for the right time to ask her about these things. Maybe once I’ve fucked her, as she’s lying in my arms, satisfied and calm, she’ll open up to me. Right now, she’s a ball of nerves, sass, and control. She’s got herself so tightly wound, I know when she breaks it will be an explosion, and I want to be the one that puts her over the edge.

“So, what do you do for a living?” I ask as we settle into the backseat.

Grace shakes her head. “Off-limits.”

A surprised chuckle escapes. “Do you want to know what I do?”

She raises her brow and shakes her head. “Nope.”

A grin spreads across my face. “I’m beginning to think the only thing you’re interested in is my body.” I feign offense.

Without breaking eye contact she replies, “I’m actually just interested in the free ride.”

I laugh loudly. “So does that mean you won’t have dinner with me tonight?”

She purses her lips as if considering it. Considering it! I’ve been fawning over her since I sat down next to her, and I still haven’t even wrapped up a date out of this?

“We’ll see how the day goes.” She looks out the window, and I see the smile tugging on her lips.

We arrive at the hotel too quickly, and as the driver places our bags on the sidewalk leading to the lobby of the hotel, I scramble to find a reason to make her spend time with me. “I’m sure the rooms aren’t ready yet. Would you like to grab lunch while we wait?”

I know my room is available because my grandmother told me my assistant checked me in yesterday. I always book the night before wherever I stay so I never have to wait for a room to be ready.

“I’m actually going to try to check in. If they aren’t ready, I’ll just have them take my stuff and go down to the beach with my book.” She holds up a book as if trying to prove she’s not blowing me off, despite the fact that is precisely what she’s doing.

I want to spend time with her, but I’m not desperate. I know for a fact that if I sat down at the bar right now, I’d have a date for tonight within the hour. I just happen to want to have dinner with the stunning brunette next to me instead. The fact that she’s playing hard to get is making me want her more.

I always get what I want, and right now, what I want is her.

She pushes her hand forward in my direction. “Thank you for the ride. It was very nice meeting you, Cash.”

She’s dismissing me. Although surprising, I do know how to handle rejection. “It was nice meeting you too, Grace. If you change your mind about dinner, I’ll be at the bar at six p.m.”

She nods and takes off, leaving me both perplexed and intrigued.

Chapter 3

Grace

Fortunately, my room was ready, and there was even a bottle of champagne waiting there for me. I pick up the card next to it and smile.

Enjoy your time off. You’ve earned it.

XOXO, Marion

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