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“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere quiet.”
“I checked my shawl and bag. Should I get them?”
“Yeah.”
She led the way to the coatroom, tipping the attendant when he passed her shawl and bag to her.
“Do you feel like walking?” I asked her.
“That sounds nice. It’s hot in here.”
We went outside, the fall air chillier than I’d expected. Elle put her shawl on, but it was too thin to really keep her warm.
“Ticket, sir?” the valet asked me.
It wasn’t just cold. Elle also had on those ridiculous—but sexy—shoes with sky-high heels. I looked at her. “Why don’t I drive you home? We can come back for your car tomorrow.”
She held my gaze for a second. “Are you sure?”
Something told me she wasn’t asking if I was sure about coming back for her car, but about something else. Something more.
“Positive,” I said.
She nodded. “Okay.”
We stood in silence until my Range Rover arrived. I passed the valet a twenty and thanked him, then got into my car, where Elle was leaning back against her seat.
“What just happened?” she asked lightly as I drove away.
“If you’d just danced with me when I asked, all of that could have been avoided.”
She shot me a glare. “Are you serious?”
I grinned. “Kind of. What possessed you to dance with Darrell fucking Hampton?”
“The same thing that possessed you to dance with that woman whose dress was so tight she could barely walk.”
Satisfaction and arousal pumped through my veins as I looked over at her. “Jealousy. In my case, it was definitely jealousy.”
“Are we teenagers? Do you really think that was your best option?”
I put my hand on her knee. “I’d ask you the same thing. Why don’t you just admit you like me?”
“I never said I didn’t like you. I said I’m not sleeping with you.”
“Even though you want to.”
She laughed lightly, her cheeks pink. “You’re more attractive than the average Joe, I’ll give you that.”
I forced myself to reign in my thoughts of undressing her and focus on the road.
“What was with you tonight?” I asked. “Why did you shut me down when I asked you to dance? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?”
“No, it wasn’t that.” She looked out the passenger window.
“Then what?”
