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I notice Nick’s nostrils flare and he downs half his drink in one long swallow. “Well? What’s your question?” I ask.
He sets the glass down, index finger running back and forth over the edge. “I’m trying to come up with a more appropriate one because all I seem to have are extremely inappropriate questions running through my head.”
My heart begins to thump madly and I bite my lip. “According to the rules of the game, you can ask whatever you want.”
Something feral, almost possessive, flashes in his eyes. “How many men have you slept with?” he asks in a low voice.
I swallow hard and take another sip of my drink. He’s either going to really like my answer or be done with me. I meet his gaze and tell him the truth. “None.”
“Are you waiting for someone?”
I debate how to answer and then decide to stick with the truth. “I think I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Fuck, Savannah,” he growls. He reaches out and drags my chair closer until my knees bump his hard thigh. “Don’t say things like that.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re making me so hard it hurts.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize…”
“Of course, you didn’t,” he says.
Beneath the table, I feel his hand move over my knee then slide beneath the hem of my skirt and touch my bare skin. It’s electric and I draw in a raspy breath. He trails his warm hand up and down the inside of my thigh and a very wicked part of me wants him to go higher. But, he doesn’t.
A muscle flexes in his jaw and he sips his drink. “You are every man’s fantasy,” he says.
I feel warmth radiate through my whole body at his words. “You’re not too hard on the eyes, either,” I tell him and he laughs.
“What am I going to do with you?” he asks.
“What would you like to do with me?” I ask, feeling bold.
He releases a low breath and leans closer. “You don’t wanna know.”
“Actually, I do.”
Nick lifts my chin, gaze locked on mine, and kisses me again. But, this time it’s different. Not so sweet. It’s hotter and more demanding. His mouth opens and I follow his lead. When his tongue slips between my lips, I shyly meet it with mine and he groans before pulling away.
Then, his phone rings. He reaches into his pocket and checks the caller id. An annoyed look crosses his face and he silences the call and flips the phone over on the table. “Sorry. It could’ve been about the shoot tomorrow. Now, where were we?” He leans in and, just as he begins to kiss me again, his phone starts vibrating.
Nick pulls back and smothers a sigh of aggravation. “Will you excuse me? If I don’t answer this, she won’t stop calling.”
She.Oh, my God. I wonder if it’s the girlfriend that I completely and conveniently forgot all about. Here I am thinking about sleeping with someone else’s boyfriend and then his significant other calls. Suddenly, I feel like the biggest asshole.
“Hello?” he answers and sits back in his chair. “Now’s not the time. Because I’m in Vegas...working.”
I’d hardly say he’s working right now, but whatever.
“Yes, a photo shoot,” he says and runs a hand through his hair. “I don’t have an answer for you.”
I can hear a feminine voice on the other end of the line and she doesn’t sound happy.
“Look, I have to go. I already told you-”
Nick holds the phone away from his ear, looks at me and mouths “sorry.” I force a half-smile, but I don’t feel very well all of a sudden. My stomach hurts and I can’t believe I’ve been running around Vegas acting like I don’t have a care in the world. Kissing a man who is now on the phone with his girlfriend.
I know they say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but I’m not down with that. I tried, but that’s just not me. I scoot my chair back, cross my legs and pull my dress down.
