Page 46 of His Innocent Seduction

‘No, New York.’

‘About once a month.’

‘So often?’

‘Sure, why not?’

‘I would have thought your schedule would preclude that.’

‘Why?’

‘You work long hours...your case load...’

‘I work on the plane. I work here.’

‘And your plane really is like a huge floating bedroom,’ she adds a third point and then flushes adorably as she obviously remembers how she spent her time in my bedroom on the way over.

‘So you still blush then.’ I can’t help the lightly mocking comment.

She pokes her tongue out and my gut fires. ‘Blusher for life.’

I shake my head, my smile wide on my face as we turn into seventh. ‘Here we go.’ I nod towards a door on the side of the building.

‘Here?’ She looks at me in puzzlement. ‘Is this like a staff entrance? Are we working? Selling popcorn?’

I nod sagely. ‘Yep. Bib’s inside.’

She hits my stomach and I grin. ‘Be patient.’

She rolls her eyes. ‘You know how hard that is.’

‘On the contrary, I know how good you are at it.’ I hold the tickets out to one of the security guys. He checks them, then scans them with a machine holstered at his waist.

‘This way, Mr Brophy.’ The security guard guides us into the arena. The noise is overwhelming. I look towards Millie and her expression of wonderment does something strange to my insides. It knots me and unties me all at once.

‘This is unbelievable,’ she says, shaking her head. I’ve been here before; this isn’t new to me. I try to see it through her eyes—the lights on the court, the players warming up, the sound of the crowd, the food-sellers walking the aisles.

‘Where are we sitting?’

I nod towards the security guy who, by now, is a fair way in front of us.

‘Michael,’ she groans, following my gaze. ‘You didn’t buy courtside seats, did you?’

To that I can only shrug. ‘What do you think?’

‘I think you’re...’

I catch her hand and wrap it around behind her, bringing her body to mine. She expels a breath, looking up at me with the wonderment of a moment ago but, instead of it being focused on this megalithic stadium, it’s all reserved for me.

‘Yeah?’ I ask, my voice almost unrecognisable for how deep and throaty it emerges.

‘I think you’re...’

I drop my head, brushing my lips against hers. ‘Yeah?’

‘Too much,’ she says simply but she smiles, and it’s a huge smile that makes her face glow.

Maybe I am crazy, just like she says. Maybe this weekend is a stupid idea, given what she wants, and what I want. But Millie is on an adventure—how can I not want to be a small part of that with her? Just for a moment, a brief weekend.

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