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His voice is low, husky, as unrecognisable as his jawline is, devoid of its usual stubble. I want him to say my name again, in that exact same tone, with that exact same fire burning in his gaze. He’s never looked at me this way, never given me this much of himself in a simple look, a simple word—my name.
A tiny tremor runs down my spine as my brain replays it, inserting all the meaning I believe exists within it and I lean into him closer, stroking my hands up his chest to entwine them behind his neck.
‘I never knew a kilt could be so sexy,’ I say, my smile all sultry as I toy with the hair at his nape.
His laugh is gruff, the cock of one eyebrow so sexy and sure, and my stomach somersaults, my every response to him magnified this close.
‘You know, it’s polite to offer a compliment in return...’
Another chuckle rumbles through him and he looks away with a shake of his head. ‘You don’t give up, do you?’
‘Oh, I gave up ages ago, Jackson.’ I see no reason to lie. ‘But now we’re hundreds of miles from London, your argument has lost its hold.’
‘My argument?’
I tilt my head to the side and wait for him to meet my eye. He does so, eventually, and I don’t miss the betraying little pulse that ticks away in his gritted jaw. He doesn’t want to want me...but he does.
‘That you won’t sleep with the clientele.’ I run my teeth over my bottom lip, savouring how his eyes darken over the gesture, his arms tensing around me. ‘Club rules and all that frustrating jazz.’
He scoffs. ‘You’re still a client, Cait. That hasn’t changed.’
‘Well...’ I stroke a hand into the hair at his nape as I bring us to a pause on the dancefloor. ‘There’s a simple fix to that.’
He doesn’t prompt me. I sense he’s holding his breath, waiting, wanting. I’m so close I can almost taste victory. I wet my lips, swallow past the need choking up my throat and blink up at him. ‘I can revoke my membership, Jackson, effective immediately.’
‘It’s not that simple,’ he rasps.
‘And why not?’
‘It’s just not.’ I hear the strain, the desperation even, and start to smile anew. ‘You have to give notice, Cait, and there are payments, arrangements...’
‘Excuses, excuses, Jackson. Surely those things only apply when one has behaved well and stuck to the pesky rules...’ I catch the rising heat in his gaze and victory pumps hot and fast in my veins. ‘You see, I have no intention of being good...’ I reach up on tiptoe, brush my lips beside his ear, all breathy. ‘In fact, I have every intention of being bad, Jackson. Very. Very. Bad.’
‘Jesus, Cait.’
His hands are on my hips so fast, their grip flexing and pulsing as he forces me down and spins us back into the music.
‘What, Jackson?’
He shakes his head, diverts his gaze, but I see enough to realise this isn’t about the club at all. It hits me, winds me, makes me frown. Something else is coming between us, something so profound he’s tormented by it.
‘What’s going on, Jackson?’
‘It’s not just the club, Cait.’ He shakes his head like he doesn’t want to be saying any of this. ‘There are other reasons I won’t...that we shouldn’t.’
‘Then tell me. Explain it to me, because right now I have a thousand wants and every one of them involves you and a shitload of debauched fun.’
His eyes spear me; they flash wild with hunger, fringed with panic. ‘Don’t do this.’
But I’m past putting the brakes on. I’m too close, we’re too close to acting on this heat that’s plagued us for so long. ‘What? Don’t push you into admitting what’s there between us? Don’t make you dance another track up close and personal? Because believe me when I say it’s not just my desire that has us dancing long after our duty is done.’
‘It will never end well.’
‘The dance?’ I tease, but he doesn’t laugh and his eyes don’t sparkle with amusement. They’re still plagued and hot with a desire I can feel right down to my toes.
‘Or...’ I rise up, his hands on my hips failing to restrain me now as I pause close enough to feel his breath brush over my lips, to see his own part ‘...do you mean the sex, Jac
kson? Because I beg to differ: sex always ends well when the spark is as powerful as this.’
