Page 94 of The Vegas Lie


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A faint lift of his mouth full of pride.

Bill tipped his glass in their direction. “It must have been love at first sight for Saraci, then. I know I fell in love a little just now. Epigenetics? Intersectionality? Psychosocial adversity? Wow.”

“First off, keep your ‘wow’ to yourself, Price,” Lucas warned. “And Raina, Bill here left practicing medicine for teaching and research. Cardiovascular research.”

“Interventional cardiology,” Bill added. “Stents, TAVR, which is—”

“Transcatheter Aortic Valve Replacement,” Raina finished. Hunger gnawed a hole in her stomach. “I learned a little about intervention cardiology a few years ago in a different setting.”

She flagged down a server, who immediately came running. As she placed her order, Lucas kissed the side of her head and whispered, “Don’t dazzle them too much,” teasing the lobe of her ear with the warmth of his breath.

They ordered appetizers, and she listened to the dinner conversation between the four MDs with half an ear, trying not to wolf down rice and vegetable-stuffed cabbage rolls.

But then Lucas slipped a half-eaten roll from her fingers, popped it into his mouth, reached for her glass of wine, and took a sip.

“Mmm.” He nodded. “That’s good.”

She reached for another roll, took a bite.

He grabbed it, bit off a portion, and then shoved the rest between her lips. Although she didn’t know what he was doing, what this was, if he didn’t stop soon, she’d slip right out of her seat.

The servers brought out her mashed potatoes and mushroom steak with gravy. Lucas ordered rainbow trout with a side of vegetables and quinoa. Still, she found her fork in his mouth—several times—being guided by his hand.

“So, Raina,” Adam piped up. “You’re Delilah Daniels’ sister, right?”

Raina peeled her gaze away from Lucas’ face. “Um…yes. Yes, she’s my sister.”

“Is that how you two met?” John asked. “Or did you meet before Delilah joined us at Hopkins?”

The question came off innocently enough, but his tone made her feel as if he was trying to determine whether she might have influenced Delilah’s entry into medical school.

“Before,” Adam answered. “Saraci told me about her way before then.”

“I actually didn’t know Lucas was her instructor until I visited her at the end of her first semester,” Raina added. “That’s when we officially started dating. It was kind of serendip—”

Lucas slipped his finger into her mouth. He’d dipped his index finger into her mashed potatoes, and that finger was now in her mouth. And, as he removed the finger, he twirled it to make sure that she sucked it clean.

Her clit throbbed, her panties flooded, and her nipples hardened into pearls. “Serendipitous,” she finished. “We weren’t…expecting to run into each other again, and…yeah, serendipitous.”

Compared to her complexion, everyone else at the table had skin paler than a full moon. Therefore, underneath the restaurant’s ambient lighting, it was easy to see that all of them, including John, looked flushed. Their eyes had narrowed, and Cheryl’s nostrils flared with each breath.

Adam and Cheryl looked like they would tear each other’s clothes off in the car once they left. She didn’t know if John or Bill had anyone to strip naked, but they looked like they would find one if necessary. Lucas had put his finger in her mouth, yet no one blinked.

Whothought they could controlhim?

“Why don’t you tell them how I proposed, Rai?” he suggested.

First, she’d need to remember how to work her mouth—for words, at least. It certainly hadn’t forgotten how to suck on things.

She gave them the story they’d agreed upon and attempted to cast loving gazes Lucas’ way, but she knew she was looking at him like he was turning her chair into a slip-and-slide.

“Then he said he wanted me to share his last name,” she said. “And I said yes. We went with a civil union. The wedding can come later. I couldn’t wait to be married to him.”

“So,was itlove at first sight?” Bill teased.

She shook her head. “No. Our first meeting was a disaster, but even then, I knew there was something about him. I can’t explain it. I might never be able to, but I’ve never felt the way I feel about Lucas with anyone else. He makes me want to do things I would have considered irresponsible in the past, all because I was too afraid to let go of the steering wheel.”

Cheryl drained her glass.

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