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When he did, my body pulsed with a different type of energy. There was chaos going on around us but everything stilled in that moment.
“Didn’t know anything about a show. Just wanted to get a drink.”
“Oh, well is someone meeting you?”
His smile was slow and pure torture. “No, I’m all you get. That okay?”
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?”
That smile of his expanded a little more as it tilted in a crooked manner. I found myself focused on his lips before getting lost in the rest of him.
Sharp angles that made up his cheekbones were coated with a thick sheen of black hair that looked incredibly soft and had my fingers twitching.
But his eyes were what held me captive. They were pools of caramel a few shades lighter than his skin with a hardness that didn’t match the smile that settled below them.
Beautiful eyes that held pain I could feel and that frightened me a little, while drawing me in, in a way that had me wishing I could edge closer.
A heavy thudding began in my chest as I sucked in a breath which did very little to calm the erratic pulse that seemed to be vibrating between us. Never in my life had I felt such a strong attraction to a man, much less a perfect stranger.
“Some places have minimums to seating.”
“We don’t. Only minimum we have is on the drinks. You’ll need to buy two or I’ll have to clear the space for someone else.”
“I think I can handle that.”
How was it possible for his voice to feel like featherlight touches that moved not only beneath my skin but across every exposed inch?
What the hell is wrong with you, Cadence? He’s just a man.
A very, potently sexy man with a heavy spirit that was somehow attaching to me whether I wanted it to or not.
The worst part was that no matter how sexy he was—with his thick brows, long lashes, perfect full lips, and caramel eyes that seemed to darken and lighten pending how he angled his head—the pull I felt wasn’t physical.
This weird attraction had very little to do with how he looked and was more about how he made me feel. It was all of him. That scared me because the last man who’d touched me in that way…
Ruined me.
My greatest blessing and my deepest regret.
Men like this one weren’t what I needed. That kinda heartbreak wasn’t worth the highs you experienced before you went spiraling out of control only to crash in utter destruction. My life was different which meant my priorities had to be different.
“Good, what can I get you?”
His expression hardened for a minute while he considered the question. The harsh lines moving beneath his beard only made him that much more appealing while I prayed he hurried this up.
I needed space.
Away from him.
“You have Donovan Black?”
Donovan Black which cost a thousand dollars a bottle.
Doubtful.
“Not sure. That’s kinda high end and not what people who come here typically order.”
“Then any kind of cognac will do.”
