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“He didn’t scare me.”
He grinned. “I saw the way you tripped him.” He nodded appreciatively. “Attagirl.”
“I wanted to punch him in the face.”
“That would have been better.” He withdrew his arm from the back of my chair. “I’ll let you get back to your evening. If some guy bothers you again, go with the punch.” He rose from his seat, grabbed his drink, and then walked across the bar until he found his guys at a table, all smoking cigars, drinks across the surface of the table, beautiful women in most of their laps.
I looked at my drink again, my lipstick stain on the edge.
“What just happened?” Shelly asked.
Axel had wanted me to dump Ryan for the longest time, but now that I was available, he’d lost interest. I knew it wasn’t because of the chase, but because I’d dismissed him enough times. If I wanted something to happen, it would be up to me to make the first move. “I think he gave up on me.”
“You need to grab that seat in his lap before someone else takes it. Or sit on his face. He seems like he’d be into that.”
I knew how disappointed my father would be if he was aware I’d made things complicated with one of his partners, and I knew how messy a relationship could get. But maybe it didn’t have to be a relationship.
Maybe it could just be a night.
I looked over at him again, seeing him sitting there with his knees far apart, his arm over the back of the empty chair beside him, laughing at something one of the guys said. He never looked over at me. Never wondered if I was looking at him. If he was playing hard to get, he fooled me.
His gray shirt fit his hard body so well, tight across his powerful chest and arms, but it was loose over his firm stomach. I imagined him shirtless, all muscle, all strength. I pictured him flipping tires at the gym in nothing but sweatpants, sweat gleaming on his beautiful skin.
I grabbed my drink and made my move, but just as I stood up, I saw another woman make hers. Her eyes flashed to me, like she knew my intention and was determined to reach him before I could. She was blond and pretty, wearing a dress as scandalous as mine.
I should have gotten up sooner when I’d had a chance. She beat me fair and square, so I should drop back into my chair and let the drink he bought me soothe my aches. But I didn’t give up on what I wanted, so I headed over there anyway.
She glanced at me before placing her hand on his shoulder. “I’m Talia.”
“Axel.” He extended his hand to shake hers.
“Is this seat taken?” she asked, referring to the open seat beside him.
“Not at all.” He pulled it out farther, so it would be easier for her to join him. “Talia, that’s a beautiful name?—”
I arrived on the other side of him, moving my hand to his shoulder.
He turned to look at me, and he couldn’t hide the surprise on his face, like he’d really had no idea that I’d been watching him the last five minutes.
“Is this seat taken?”
Axel hesitated, because there was no open seat, other than the one he’d offered to Talia. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What seat?”
“This one.” I moved between his open knees and sat right on his lap, my arm circling his neck, my tits right in his face.
The grin that spread over his face was unlike any I’d ever seen. His eyes matched it, both excited and cocky. His arm wrapped around my waist, and he adjusted me on him, bringing me closer to his chest. His other hand slid up my thigh, slightly underneath my dress. “Baby, this seat is reserved—for you.”
After we parked his car in the garage, the elevator took us to the ground floor. He led the way and held the door open for me, revealing a grand entryway with a chandelier hanging in the center of the room. The floor was made of marble, and a large rug was in the center, a tall table with lilies directly underneath the chandelier.
It was a lot more sophisticated than I expected.
A set of stairs was on either side of the entry, both of them winding up to the next level. From the outside of the building, I never would have guessed the refinement of this place.
His arm circled my waist, and he guided me up the stairs to the second floor, down the hallway lined with windows that showed the city lit up in the darkness. The floors were carpeted, so my heels didn’t tap and echo.
My heart fluttered the way it had the other night when I’d stolen the ring. I was nervous and excited, driven by desire but terrified by the act.
He led me to the end of the hallway through double doors leading to his master bedroom.
