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“You want to be in charge of it?” I ask her.
She looks up, eyes large and luminous in her tanned face. I see her excitement, but she plays it cool as always. “Could be fun.”
“You should bring Hakim on board. He took two years of biochemistry.”
“Oh yeah?”
“His parents wanted him to be a pharmacist like his sisters.”
Sabrina grins. “Then I guess it’s time to make his parents proud.”
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21
SABRINA
After another hour or two of discussion of raw materials and the best place to set up a lab, Adrik leans back in his seat, arm slung around my shoulders.
“How about another drink? So much work … must be time to play.”
His large hand massages my shoulder, warm and heavy and pleasant.
Even in this room of strangers and criminals—the kind of people who would slip a knife between your ribs for an insultingly low sum of money—I feel comfortable, even safe.
Anything seems possible with Adrik. I’m full of wild energy and outrageous plans. I wish we could start this minute.
His hand dips lower, his fingers grazing the top of my breast. His arm is heavy around my shoulders, possessive. If I didn’t like it, I’d shake it off. But it never feels wrong for Adrik to put a claim on me. Actually, it’s flattering. With all the expensive escorts in the room, he’d only be human if his eyes wandered. Adrik only has eyes for me. His attention is addictive—the more I get, the more I want.
I lean against him, letting my own hand slide up his thigh over his jeans. Feeling the thickness and firmness of his thigh, how it radiates heat through the denim.
I look into his face. He’s outrageously handsome—the kind of good looks that are even better up close. His skin is smooth and clear and brown, stretched tight over the sharp edge of his jaw. The shape of his lips makes me weak and melting.
“Two hours is a lot of work?” I tease.
“It’s work keeping my hands off you long enough to have a conversation.” He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back, kissing me so deeply that I taste the vodka still burning in his throat.
My hand rides higher up his thigh. I can feel the swell of his cock pulling at his jeans. I press against the tight denim with my pinky, tugging it against his cock. Adrik lets out a groan, pulling my hair to the left, turning my head so he can nuzzle against my neck.
I run my fingers lightly over his cock, just enough pressure for him to feel it through his jeans …
His heavy breath against my ear reminds me of an animal in a cave. A bear, a dragon even. Something you really shouldn’t wake.
He puts his hand over mine, pressing my palm hard against his raging cock.
“You really are a bad girl …”
“I thought you were going to Soho?” a sharp voice interjects.
Jasper and Vlad drop down in the seats across from ours.
Vlad has swapped his Affliction t-shirt for one with the Chili Peppers’ red star on the front. I hope it’s ‘cause I hurt his feelings.
The moment we make eye contact, he’s already glaring at me. I’m glaring right back, annoyed at the interruption.
Adrik makes room for them at the table, saying, “I’ll get another round.”
The three of us sit in silence, pretending to be comfortable while we wait for his return.
