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Her eyes turned soft, and she smiled sweetly. “I’ve really just wanted to be a mom and a wife. Though, I would like to pursue my degree. I’d just rather do it online while I live my life.”
Her answer was music to my ears, and I was tempted to pick her up and make a run for Vegas. However, I didn’t want to scare her off, and the situation was tricky, what with her older brother being my teammate.
“There’s nothing wrong with your ambitions, baby.” The endearment rolled off my tongue without thought, and I was damn glad it had when I saw her pink cheeks and the pleased sparkle in her eyes. “Everyone dreams of something different. It’s what makes us unique.” I winked. “Special.”
Naomi beamed at me, and I fell a little further under her spell. She was so fucking perfect. I had no clue that she was everything I ever wanted until I met her.
“What about you?” She cocked her head to the side and studied me with a sweet smile. “I can’t imagine your story is as boring as mine.”
“Baby, I guarantee there isn’t a person out there who would think you’re boring.” My hand absently played with the ends of her hair, and I couldn’t help imagining what it would feel like to have those tresses wrapped around my fist while she took me deep down her throat.
I shifted in my seat and put one ankle on the opposite knee, trying to give myself more room in my pants without making my condition obvious.
“Perhaps,” she replied, her blue eyes sparkling.
“My story isn’t as exciting as I think you’re imagining. Pretty typical childhood. I have an older brother, a younger brother, and twin baby sisters.”
“Big family,” she murmured.
I shrugged. “It never seemed that way. Our house was always loud and crazy, and still is. Maybe that’s why I’d like a big family.”
“You want a big family?” Naomi asked, her voice colored with surprise.
I smiled and nodded. “I can’t imagine my children growing up any other way.”
Naomi’s head dipped, and her hair fell forward. I pushed a lock behind her ear and bit back a grin when she shivered as my fingers grazed her skin. When she looked up at me again, her smile was a little shy. “I want a big family, too.”
“Good to know.” I said under my breath. I intended to get started on that family as soon as possible.
“Pardon?” Naomi leaned in even closer, and I was about to give in to my desire to kiss her when we were interrupted.
“Miss?”
We both looked around to see a server standing on the other side of the small table holding a tray. She held out a martini glass toward Naomi but halted when she glanced at me and saw the expression on my face. I knew what she was about to say, and I was already pissed as fuck about it.
Her words tumbled out nervously. “Um…this—this is from, um, the gentleman at the bar.” Since she was still holding the glass, she used her elbow to gesture behind her. A guy who barely looked old enough to drink was watching Naomi with a cocky smile. Clearly, the kid was too young to know that he shouldn’t be messing with a woman who was here with the team. Making it into the VIP section must have gone to his head.
Before Naomi could say a word, I grabbed the glass and downed the contents in one swallow. Then I handed it back to the server. “Tell him ‘thanks’ from me.” The kid frowned at me, and I scowled. It was enough to get the point across because he turned in his seat, suddenly absorbed in a conversation with the guy next to him.
The server nodded and spun around, scurrying out of the VIP area.
“Do my eyes deceive me?”
Fuck.
My friend Axton, the owner of the club, came strolling over to us with a shit-eating grin. It was an unusual expression for him. We’d played high school ball together, then a couple of years in college. Eventually, he decided he didn’t have an interest in going pro and joined the military. He was recruited into the CIA, but that was all I knew about that because he wasn’t allowed to talk about whatever it was that he’d done for them. Then three years ago, he moved back to town permanently and opened this club. He’d given me some hints on what had happened, but we’d never had a real conversation about it. I didn’t push it because I didn’t want him to be forced to kill me.
“Is that Prentice Wright I just saw drinking?” he crowed. “In my club? What happened to the guy who always tells me I should treat my body like a temple?”
“Nice to see you too, Axton,” I grunted.
He stopped next to me, and his eyes strayed to my companion. They widened right along with his smile. “And here with a woman? Did Hell freeze over, and I missed it?”
5
NAOMI
Prentice didn’t look happy with his friend, but I was tempted to jump up and give the guy a hug. I had felt a huge surge of relief when he’d shared that Prentice didn’t normally drink and never dated. All of my worries about him walking into the club with a different woman on his arm every night had been put to rest. And I felt as though maybe I really wasn’t imagining the interest in his dark eyes.
