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“Thanks, I appreciate it,” Dominic replied, a note of sincerity in his voice.
The gratitude was earnest, but so was the look of hopelessness in his eyes—which told me all I needed to know.
The Lucas had played no part in Isabella’s murder. Even if he’d had the balls to walk in here, plotting behind my back, there would have been no gratitude. Dominic would be just as busy reading me as I was reading him.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t be more helpful,amico,” I said, getting to my feet to put an end to the conversation.
“I appreciate you taking the time, nonetheless,” he said, standing up and extending his hand.
I shook it then waited for a moment while he headed for the door. Then I turned my heel and headed back to my original seat.
Raven still sat at the bar, with her long legs crossed and her back to me, sending blood pumping all the way down. The dress had been a painful tease—it was open all the way to her tailbone in the back, driving my imagination wild.
When I slid back onto my barstool, something about her was different. She was paler than she’d been, like she’d seen a ghost. She stared down unseeing into the empty glass she held clutched between both hands. Slim, innocent-looking hands, somehow. No rings, no color on her nails.
The wayward lock of hair had escaped its confines, but she made no effort to tuck it behind her ear. My fingers itched to do it for her.
“You’re nervous,” I noted, tucking the wayward strand back.
Raven did not strike me as the kind of girl who made a habit of prowling for men in nightclubs. Is that what had her on edge?
“Yes,” she admitted, sending a fresh onslaught of electricity through my veins.
“Why are you nervous?” I asked, putting my hand on her thigh, just above her knee.
Her aquamarine eyes shot up to meet mine, but she made no move to swipe my hand away. Instead, her breath came faster and her pupils dilated.
“Because of you,” she confessed, though her eyes widened just enough to tell me she hadn’t meant to be honest.
“I make you nervous?” I inched my hand higher, sliding beneath the hem of her dress; her satin skin seemed to sizzle under my touch.
She looked down at her thigh and nodded, making my cock throb harder.
“Does it make you nervous to know that I’m going to have you on my bed, on your knees, before the night’s over?” I inched my thumb higher, grazing her inner thigh.
Her gaze shot up to mine once again while two pink splashes of color appeared across her cheeks, instantly becoming my favorite color. Nervous or not, everything in her eyes was screaming yes.
“Nico—”
I put a finger to her lips then leaned in until my lips brushed her ear. “The next words out of your mouth had better be, ‘I want you to fuck me,’” I whispered, feeling the way her body began to tremble.
She nodded, then swallowed hard. “I want that,” she whispered, barely audible above the music.
I shook my head and stilled my hand against her thigh. “That’s not what I said.”
The pink splashes across her cheeks darkened more, but I could feel the energy leaping off her skin like sparks.
“I want you to fuck me, Nico,” she said, meeting my gaze dead-on. Her pupils were dilated, narrowing the bands of pale blue that seemed to stand out in even starker contrast to the dark centers.
I stood up and took Raven’s hand to pull her to her feet.
“Your place or mine?” I asked, pulling her close so I could feel the soft curves of her body.
“Mine,” she said with no hesitation.
“Then lead the way,signorina,” I said, hanging back just a little to watch the sway of her hips as she walked. This girl was going to be one hell of a ride.
Chapter Eleven
