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She turned to say something to the hostess, revealing an ass that gave me visions of taking her from behind, of holding those luscious curves, of sliding my cock deep inside her.
The hostess pointed in the direction I sat. With sure, confident strides, the woman worked her way to the bar. As she neared, her emerald gaze caught mine.
There was a flash of heat and interest, followed by a slight glance away, telling me she was a bit shy.
She came up to where I sat, stopping behind the barstool next to me, and asked, “Is this seat taken?”
“Not at all.” I gestured for her to sit. “I’d love the company.”
The second she slipped into the seat, a bartender approached.
She gave him a brilliant smile, one that had me feeling a bit jealous.
“Kihineh, Steven.”
Steven set a napkin on the counter and a glass of water on top. “Would you like the same as yesterday?”
“Yes. That would be perfect.”
When he stepped away, I offered my hand. “I’m Hagen.”
“Penny.” She slid her palm across mine, and I could have sworn sparks flared at our contact.
One thing was for sure, I wanted this woman. Maybe if I was lucky, I’d get a taste of her.
“What are you doing in the Seychelles all alone?”
“Who says I’m alone?” She thanked Steven after he placed her drink in front of her.
“Then why are you here at the bar? Shouldn’t you be having a five-star experience with your companion?”
“I’m having a five-star experience right here. I have you to keep me company and a nice pour of one of the most sought-after whiskeys in the world.”
I studied the reddish-gold liquid touched by elderflower in her glass. She’d selected the same drink I was enjoying, Firewater Reserve Black. It was nearly forty-one thousand Seychellois rupees, or three thousand dollars an ounce.
“You have expensive taste.”
“Are you referring to yourself or the whiskey?”
“I’m just a simple man—nothing expensive about me.”
She lifted her tumbler to her mouth, taking a sip of the alcohol. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste, and then licked her plump lips, making me want to groan.
“I doubt that very much. Nothing about you says simple.”
“What you see is what you get.” I lifted my arms out.
; She touched her pink tongue to her teeth. “I do like what I see.”
I had no idea how to respond to her. So instead, I picked up my own whiskey, swirled the amber liquid, and took a deep gulp, letting the whiskey heat my belly and clear the haze I’d been in since I saw Penny walk into the bar.
She glanced at the ring I wore on my left hand, the one I’d wear until the day I died. Symbolizing everything I’d come from and everything I wanted for the future, a gift I’d treasure forever.
“That’s very beautiful, unique.” She ran a finger over the laser-etched platinum.
“Thank you. It means the world to me.”
