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My smile is bigger than I should allow it. The last thing I should be doing right now is speaking to this man about anything other than the case—let alone be so close to him that I can smell the sweet champagne on his breath.
“Daddy issues?”
“No.” I shake my head. “I just enjoy pissing him off.”
His smirk turns wicked as he pulls me closer, my chest barely brushing the fabric of his tux. It’s everything I can do not to give away how much he affects me.
“Sounds like daddy issues to me, Bri.”
My name on his lips sends shivers down my back, and I’m not sure if they are good shivers or bad. I guess only time will tell—and how the evidence stacks.Evidence I haven’t gathered.
Fuck me, this is so messed up. I need to stop this.
Something in my eyes must tell him I’m about to pull away because he unexpectedly takes my hand and swings me away from him before pulling me flush against his chest. My body rushes, pulling in a quick intake of air at the contact I make with him. Heat floods my body, warming me up from the inside out.
His body dips, closer to my level, as his palm runs over my collarbone electing tickles down my spine. Drago’s fingers wrap gently around the back of my neck, pulling me toward him.
“Go ahead and tell me about those daddy issues.”
Warmth forces its way into my ear like a caress I haven’t felt in God knows how long. His bottom lip skims my ear lobe before pulling back to look at me, that sexy smirk ever present.
“No daddy issues, D.”
Surprise flickers in his eyes, telling me I’ve caught him off guard using a nickname. I didn’t do it on purpose; it wasn’t planned. It just fell out naturally—too naturally for my liking.
“He may be a crappy dad, somewhat, but he’s still my flesh and blood, and I’d do just about anything for that man. Provided it was legal and morally just.”
“Such a good girl.” He shakes his head, but there is approval there. I see it. “Legal and morally just,” he mocks.
“So, why does my father hate you?”
“I outbid him on two properties this year. I guess he wanted them really bad.”
“That’s it?” I ask, confused. My father is in real estate, that sort of thing happens all the time. Well, I assume it does. It’s not like I pay attention to that sort of thing.
“Robert doesn’t like to lose. To anyone,” Drago’s voice turns firm as if warning me.
He doesn’t say anything else and neither do I; he simply pulls me to his chest and we dance embraced in each other’s arms.
Time passes when my dad’s annoyed voice breaks my reverie.
“Time to leave, Brianna.”
Being lost in Drago’s arms isn’t something I can deny as being a bad thing. In fact, it feels good, great even. I don’t know the last time I could say that. I haven’t been on a date in I don’t know how long. When I do go out, it’s with Connie, and she’s pretty laid back; not much of a partier.
Drago tightens his arm around my back and his hand on my hip digs in.
“I’ll make sure she gets home, Robert.”
I glance up, looking into Drago’s dark brown eyes. There is something dangerous locked inside them, but I don’t see evil. Not one little stain in his irises suggests he’s a bad man deep down. I can’t see him roughing up a woman like Miss Carlisle claimed he did. I don’t see him wanting to harm an innocent child either.
There is something not right about her story. I know it. I feel it in my gut.
My eyes slide over to my father. His jaw is locked, and his eyes are telling me to come even though he isn’t voicing it. He knows if he demands I leave with him now, I won’t go. But taking pity on him and myself, I decide that’s exactly what I need to do.
Speaking to Drago outside of the case isn’t ethical on my part, and I did just spout off about legal and morals.
“I’m going with my dad.” I step back. “I’ll see you soon.”
