“He doesn’t appear as dedicated to artwork as you’re.”

I provide her one other drink, however she turns me down. “He’s in it for the cash.”

“What are you in it for?”

“The love of magnificence. Which is why I’m chatting with you.” I toss her a cocky smirk as a result of I do know I’m being absurd, and I would like her to know that I do know.

She groans and covers her face. “Oh, god. That was unhealthy.”

“No, you liked it. You’re blushing.”

“It was the worst line I’ve ever heard.”

“And but you’re smiling. That’s normally a superb signal.”

She considers me. I like the way in which she meets my stare even after I’m being inappropriate. It’s like she’s nervous, however she refuses to let herself present it, and that’s a form of power not many individuals have. There’s a hardness to her on the surface, a toughness in distinction to her creamy pores and skin and her tender lips. She’s been by some shit. I do know, as a result of I’ve been by some shit, too.

“How about this?” Her voice is light now and her smile’s gone. “In case you promise to maintain pretending, and also you don’t ask me what I actually do for a residing, perhaps I’ll allow you to take me residence.” She leans nearer. “And I promise, I received’t make you pay.”

My coronary heart races into my throat. Since when the fuck did I get nervous to convey a lady again to my place? I’ve been doing this my complete life. Ladies don’t get me excited like this. I’ve fucked my manner by each decent-looking woman within the Rossi territory, and this redhead shouldn’t make me bat a watch.

Besides she does. It’s the way in which she licks her lips. It’s the gown, the cross necklace, the understated make-up, the thick auburn hair. It’s the way in which I maintain eager to lean nearer and brush my hand over her clean thigh.

It’s additionally the way in which she performs alongside. The hooker mix-up wasn’t nice, and she or he ought to’ve stormed out of right here, however she didn’t. As an alternative, she’s straightforward to speak to, the flirting is easy and enjoyable, and I like joking round together with her.

I wasn’t kidding after I stated she seemed like an issue.

Solely it’s an issue I would like in my life.

No less than for tonight.

“I can do this,” I inform her. I brush my fingers throughout her knee. She stiffens and her lips half as I transfer them up her thigh. Fuck, her pores and skin is clean. My cock pulses with ache. “We’ll spend a while collectively tonight, and tomorrow morning, you’ll need to stand up early to make it into the workplace. Your boss could be pissed in case you’re late, and he received’t settle for ‘getting fucked mindless’ as an inexpensive excuse.”

She breathes sharply by her nostril. My fingers cease on the fringe of her gown, far up her thigh. My pulse hammers in my throat, and I’m ready for her to make the selection. Brush my hand away and finish this now, or play alongside and ensure that she desires this as a lot as I do.

A beat passes. One other. The anticipation is brutal. I need to lick her lips and suck her enamel. I would like her to inform me a bunch of fairly lies whereas I make her come.

“You’re proper, my boss received’t like that,” she whispers. “He’s very strict with me.”

“Then we should always get out of right here.” I press my palm onto her leg. She nonetheless doesn’t push it away. “Are you prepared?”

She nods as soon as. Her huge, fairly eyes look a combination between startled and excited. “Let’s go.”

I pay the bartender. Molly adjusts her gown as soon as she’s on her ft. I let her stroll forward of me and look down at her implausible ass. Fucking hell, this woman is unbelievable. I didn’t count on this after we got here into the Sterling Duck—we have been solely going to stake our declare and let the locals see us.

As an alternative, I discovered essentially the most attractive woman in the entire rattling metropolis, and I’m going to very a lot take pleasure in this fantasy we’re constructing collectively.

Chapter 3

Molly

I’m going to puke. I’m so nervous I might scream. Every part’s going incorrect—or proper—or I don’t know what.

Saul’s precisely the form of man I needed to search out tonight. No, he’s even higher—the Irish thugs I anticipated don’t have 1 / 4 of the cash he’s carrying proper there on his freaking wrist.

I almost took off when he mistook me for a hooker. I imply, I get why he thought it, however seeing myself by his eyes in that second made each ounce of my self-loathing almost insufferable.

However a look at his Rolex jogged my memory what I’m right here for.

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