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But I shook my head, as did Camden, and I set my purse on the corner of my chair before regaining eye contact with him. “Hi.”
He looked incredibly handsome, wearing a button-down shirt in a bright blue—the exact same color as his eyes. His sleeves were rolled up, showing the dark hair on his arms and leather bracelets that bound his wrist, balancing his Breitling with a little edge. There was an extra thickness to his scruff, and as he rubbed his palm over those whiskers, the scent of his cologne came wafting over. So did his long legs as he extended them far beyond the center of the table, and when I crossed mine, my bare calf grazed his jeans.
That brief bit of contact caused a flutter.
One that, once ignited, didn’t let up.
“You’re late,” he responded, his gaze narrowing as he stared at me. “Traffic or nerves?”
I laughed, waiting for a lightness to enter my chest.
But it never came.
“What would make you think I’m nervous?”
He placed his arms on the table and leaned into them. “In the next hour, I’m going to reach underneath this table and touch your clit. That’s where I’m going to start. Rubbing it in every direction, feeling it harden, making it so fucking wet. And then I’m going to give you one of these”—he stretched out his fingers, emphasizing their length—“which are far longer than yours, and I’m going to make you feel so good that you’re going to stop breathing. You’re going to do everything in your power not to scream while every man in this room is looking at you. Do you know why?”
I gasped when his shoe touched my ankle, the sensation so unexpected, especially as he lifted the brushed leather up the back of my calf.
“Because you’re the most gorgeous woman in here, Oaklyn. That’s why.”
His compliment soared right through my chest.
I pressed myself for a response. For a way to express the way he’d just made me feel.
Anything.
But I had nothing.
Except for wetness.
There was already so much of that.
“I know you’ve been thinking about how you’re going to stop yourself from reacting in front of everyone in here and what it’s going to be like to look me in the eyes while I finger-fuck your pussy.” He scraped his teeth over his bottom lip. “Do you know how I know that?” As he took a breath, his stare intensified. “I’m reading the way you’re breathing, your eye contact, the movement in your hands, shoulders, your back, like you’re on the stand and I’m cross-examining you.” His gaze lowered down my chest, stopping at the edge of the table, where he couldn’t see any further, and rose back up. “You can tell me it was traffic. You can say your nonexistent dog stole your car keys or you got lost on your way here even though you followed your Maps app, but you’re as timely as me, and I can see the nerves all over you.”
“Welcome. I’m Kimmy. What can I get you to drink?”
To drink?
What’s even happening right now?
From the moment Camden had started talking, he’d sucked me into a cloud of scorching heat, and I’d forgotten everything, including that we were even in a restaurant.
I quickly glanced to my right, seeing the server, smiling, waiting for an answer to her question.
I cleared my throat. “Vodka on the rocks. Make that a double, please.”
“Nice choice,” Camden replied, and I could still feel the warmth from his stare even though I was no longer looking at him. “I’ll have the same.”
One more of those, and I’d be taking a rideshare home.
I didn’t care.
Something told me I was going to need a second round.
And possibly a third.
“Great. I’ll get those ordered for you,” Kimmy said. “Do you have any questions about the menu, or would you like to put in any appetizers?”
