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And that was how it was done.

“Thank you. I appreciate that.” The red marks from his grip were fading. Fucking asshole.

“Glad I could help. I’ll be talking to Miss M about her over-enthusiastic employee.” He led me by the hand to a loveseat at the edge of the room and I fell into its soft cushions.

Stay cool.

“Thank you again for saving me over there. It was very gallant.”

“Well, his grabbing your arm like that was bullshit. He’ll be looking for another job soon enough.”

This was my opportunity. “Speaking of Miss M, I don’t think she likes me.”

He laughed. “She interesting, that one.”

I persisted. “Earlier, she asked why I was looking at you and told me I shouldn’t. It was very strange.”

What was strange was talking to someone whose face I couldn’t see.

“Well, were you looking at me?”

Busted.

“I guess. What’s the big deal?” Of course I was looking at him. Who wouldn’t?

He shrugged. “I don’t see any harm in it. But she likes to keep everything under control and to her liking. I wouldn’t worry about it.” He nodded to a couple walking by.

Now that we’d found each other, I had to get some info out of him. Every other inquiry I’d made had been met with a wall. I needed a new approach.

And I needed to move fast. M had a problem with me, and I didn’t want to know what she did with problems.

Chapter 24

Varden

Jesus, she was beautiful. And intriguing. Innocent and earnest, but on another level sophisticated and sexy. She probably hadn’t been with a whole lot of guys. Maybe she’d had an older lover at some point who’d taken his time and taught her how to have some game. He’d probably been very patient, licked her pussy slowly and carefully, and opened her up like a flower—

“G…hello?”

“What? Oh yeah, sorry.” Get with the program, asshole.

I threw an arm around her shoulders. “I have to tell you—” I cut myself off just before calling her Saffi. Jesus, be careful. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

I seriously wanted to kiss those lips. But the goddamn mask...

“Thanks.” She hid her face with a sip of her champagne.

“You are beautiful, B.”

She didn’t look up.

I hooked my finger under her chin to look at her. “You know that, don’t you? That you are fucking beautiful?” My dick had been hard since I rescued her from the asshole bartender. I might as well go for it.

“You know how many times I jacked myself while just thinking of you?”

Holy shit! Those pretty cheeks were turning red now…and I could swear I got a whiff of sweet pussy from under her skirt.

“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” I said. “But that time on the stairs the other night was hot as hell…” I let go of her face and hung my head. I had to go big since she couldn’t read my expression.

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