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“You are definitely not stuffy geek material,” she murmured, her palm smoothing an imaginary crease slowly, sensually, notching up the heat between them and making him grit his teeth with the frustration of not having her naked and panting. “You’re way too adventurous for that.”
“Adventurous, huh?”
“Oh yeah.”
Her tongue flicked out to moisten her bottom lip, almost undoing his weakening resolve as he rested a hand on her hip, savoring the feel of hot skin through the slinky fabric of her dress, wishing he could watch it slither down her gorgeous body.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, trapped in a sensual cocoon of her warm peach fragrance, the spark of desire in her eyes, and the secrets in her smile.
“And you’re the most charming guy I’ve ever met.”
Her hand slid downward to rest on his hip as they stood there for an eternity, locked in each other’s stare, their bodies so close, but not close enough.
“Charming, huh?”
“Yeah,” she said, on a soft breath, her eyes conveying a message he hoped he wasn’t misinterpreting.
“You know we have to go, right?”
She nodded, her hair draping her shoulders in shimmering spun gold. “Maybe you can charm me some more later?”
“It’s a promise,” he said, reining in his urge to say, ‘to hell with later,’ and, taking hold of her hand, he led her to the car.
The faster he did his duty at the fundraiser, the faster he could get to ‘later’.
* * *
Beth had never beenthe clingy type. When she arrived at an event or party, she liked to make an entrance.
However, the minute she stepped out of Aidan’s car in front of the elaborate entrance to the Massey Hotel and he offered her his arm, she’d been more than grateful for the support.
This evening would be full of surprises, starting with Aidan discovering what the lead item in the auction was.
If she hadn’t been nervous enough about that, seeing him dressed in a designer tux, charming smile in place, and touching her hand with ease as if he squired flirty females to fancy functions every day of the week, would’ve set her nerves jumping anyway.
“That’s cute,” he said.
“What is?”
She clutched his arm a tad tighter as they entered the foyer, her heels clicking on the highly polished marble as the reflected light from a stunning chandelier momentarily dazzled her; only slightly more than the sexy man staring at her with a quizzical expression.
“You were humming under your breath.”
“I always hum. Lifelong habit. My dad used to say there’s a song for every occasion, I guess he was right.”
He paused and steadied her as they stepped off the top of an escalator. “He used to say?
“He died when I was eighteen.”
Almost to the day, as if he’d waited until she could legally do everything for herself before pegging out. Pity he hadn’t done a thing for her emotionally while he’d still been alive.
She expected a trite ‘I’m sorry.’ Instead, Aidan said, “Do you miss him?”
Good question. Shame she didn’t have the faintest clue how to answer.
“Not really. My mom died when I was six and my dad virtually shut down after that. We weren’t that close.”
“Families, huh?”
