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Now she was telling him she’d be at the event late, after agreeing to go home with him.
“Maybe we should get together another night,” she suggested.
Oh, they would—in addition to tonight. He’d taken the weekend off, hoping for exactly this scenario.
“No, I don’t mind waiting for you. Anything I can do to help?”
“Just bid on some items. Whitney’s really worried the auction isn’t going to be successful because she wasn’t able to give it her full attention.”
“I can tell you right now, there’s no way Steve would allow that to happen.”
“I know. He’s a good man.”
“He is, indeed.”
Steven was a good dude. He’d been a friend throughout Aiden’s divorce—checking in on him, asking him—and his girls when the occasion was kid-appropriate—to parties and events, and just all-around being there if Aiden needed to talk.
He hoped Steve knew it was a two-way street. Aiden would have to make sure of it when he went back to their table.
“How’s Whitney doing?”
“I haven’t had a chance to talk to her yet, but I think she’ll come out okay. I worry about her though; under that tough exterior, she’s tender.” She twirled a lock of his hair around her finger. “Kind of like someone else I know.”
“I hope you’re not implying I’m a pussy.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, Dr. Matthews.”
He spun her around, then pulled her tight against him to whisper in her ear. “But I am looking forward toyourpussy sitting on my face later.”
Her sharp intake of breath was exactly the reaction he was hoping for.
Then, in typical Dakota fashion, she turned the tables on him.
“As I suck your cock?”
“Fuuuuuck,” he groaned under his breath as the visual of her doing just that hit his caveman brain and made all the blood in it go elsewhere. He had to remind himself that thousands of years of evolution made dragging her out of there by her hair socially unacceptable.
“You’re this close to me finding a supply closet and bending you over, Sunshine,” he warned.
She kissed his cheek with a wicked grin.
“As delightful as being fucked in a supply closet sounds, I’m afraid I need to get back to work after this song.”
He pulled her against his hips, so his erection was pressing against her stomach.
“Do you feel what you do to me?”
“Oh, sweet man. That’s just the tip of the iceberg of what I’m going to do to you later.”
He couldn’t disguise the smile as it crept along his face.
“You’re a vixen. Plain and simple. You have all these people fooled into thinking you’re some laid-back hippy chick, when really, you’re nothing but a temptress.”
“Well, I’m not a temptress with anyone but you.”
“Good. You need to keep it that way.”
“So bossy.”
