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“I didn’t come alone.” Crap. “I’m here with my best friend and her boyfriend Kevin.” That’s better. “He’s well connected and he knows a lot of Hollywood people. That’s why I’m here tonight.” She’s so breathtaking I’m surprised no man has claimed her yet. “Given what you do as a profession, I must admit I’m a little surprised to see you here.”
“I’m a big fan of the designer and both Dennison brothers were models tonight.”
“Oh, yeah, I overheard people talking about a fashion show.” She places her hands on her hips and her whole demeanor changes. “Who do I complain to?”
Huh?“What do you mean?” I furrow my brows, confused.
“You said your friends were models tonight, right?”
“Yes. They were.” I’m not sure where she’s going with this.
“Should I assume you weren’t strutting your stuff on the runway?”
“No.” I chuckle. “I’m here as a spectator and to support Collin and Shane.”
She purses her full lips, extends her left leg out and drops her left hand from her waist. “With an athletic body like yours I think the designer made a fatal mistake by not demanding you represent his collection.” She winks with a glee of amusement in her eyes.
Taken aback by her sassiness, I tilt my head back and roar laughing. Even with the loud music I draw attention to myself. “You’re making me feel self-conscious about the way you’ve been checking out my body. You’re as blatant now as you were earlier today. To be fair, Rex did ask me to be a model, but I turned him down. It’s not my thing.”
“Too bad for us ladies. You stand out. A lot.”
Someone’s being quite flirtatious.“You’re too much.” I laugh it off.
“I’m just being honest.” The heat emanating from her insanely hypnotic eyes—which are more amber than brown under these dim lights—sears me. Fuck. “You’re looking at me with those intense eyes again, Hunter,” she says before looking away.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be rude, but Miranda, you’re drop-dead gorgeous and it’s really challenging for me to take my eyes off of you. Don’t get me wrong, you were beautiful earlier today when I met you at the market, but now... wow.” I shake my head, at a loss for words.
“Oh. I don’t know how to answer that.” Her shyness is back in full force. “I think it’s...” She hesitates. “It’s all of this.” She waves a manicured finger the length of her body. I drink up every single one of her luscious curves like a man lost in the desert. “My best friend convinced me to book an appointment with her celebrity hairdresser,” she says, sweeping her cascade of locks behind her back. “He’s so talented.”
Fuck, I’d fist all that hair while riding you from behind.“He did a great job.”
“Thanks. He totally did. After my appointment, I ran to Michelle’s boutique. My best friend Jessica’s older sister has a consignment shop in Venice Beach. Nikki, one of the salespeople, worked her magic and helped me pick this dress.” She caresses the satin fabric of her red dress. The design hits her well above the knees, revealing a beautiful pair of shapely legs. “It’s a lot bolder than what I’d have selected for myself, but I’m getting used to the vibrant shade.”
My eyes zoom in on her tits. The crisscross gathering beneath her breasts showcases them beautifully. Jesus Christ, they’d fit perfectly in my large hands. I bet you they’re nice and heavy. Just like I like ’em. “Red definitely suits you.”
“You think so?”
“Absolutely.” I nod emphatically. My eyes drag all the way down to her crimson-painted toes. Her small feet are trapped in a pair of outrageously sexy gold high-heeled sandals. I’d fuck her with those still glued to her feet.
“I rarely wear any color that draws so much attention to me, but tonight I felt I needed to step it up a notch or two. It’s not too tight, I hope?” She twirls around, seeking my approval, and I can’t stand the torture. I catch a glimpse of her ass in her form-fitted red dazzler and my heart nearly stops.
Holy hell. I can already picture myself mounting that round ass and dominating her fully.“Not at all. It looks very elegant on you.”
“Jessica keeps telling me this dress was made for me, but it’s good to get someone else’s perspective. You’re not as partial as she is.”
I’d definitely argue on that one. The way my cock is twitching, I’d say I’m very partial.“I completely agree with your friend.”
“The same goes for my face. My makeup routine is very simple and I usually limit myself to mascara, a little blush and lipgloss, but tonight I made an effort. Well, I should say Jess did. She’s the rising makeup artist responsible for making me look like a supermodel.” She laughs.
“Your eyes pop out like gemstones.”
Now that I’ve gotten over my initial shock, I can take her in fully. She’s wearing just enough makeup to beautifully enhance her features. Sure, she looks quite different from this morning, but it’s not overdone like so many girls in LA. That’s so refreshing and sexy as hell. Her long flowy hair definitely threw me off. This seductive style is such a departure from when she has her mane pulled back.
“Thanks,” she answers coyly.
I look at her red lips just as she licks them and it sends a delicious electric shock across my skin and straight to my cock. Damn, I’m audacious enough to suggest she introduces that tongue to my cock, but I hold back. “Well, the end result is incredible. You’re stunning.” She looks much better than many of the models standing in this room. “I was just going to order another drink before you showed up.” I need to find something bland and safe to talk about or I swear to God, I’ll end up dragging her where the models changed before the show and banging the shit out of her for looking this ravishing. “Would you like a drink? I see you’re empty-handed and that’s wrong in my book.”
“I’d love one. I was going to grab a glass of water and a Cosmo martini before going out for a stroll in the gardens to cool down. The heat in here is a little much.”
“Would you like some company?”
“You mean to go outside?”
I nod. “If you’d prefer to walk around on your own, I’d understand.”
“No, not at all. I can’t believe I get to hang out with you again. You’re a blast to be with and I never expected to see you tonight. This really is a treat.”
“It is for me too.”
This evening is definitely becoming more interesting by the second. Seems like I won’t have to wait until Monday to taste Miranda’s lips.
