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He grimaced at whatever the waiter had brought him for the third drink, glanced at it, shrugged and threw that one back too. “Better they think I ordered you from a catalog—”
“That’s sort of what happened, but you were the one that got ordered.” More drinks had arrived. The wait staff was enjoying this too much and were clearly waiting for when I threw my drink at him in a liquor-fueled rage, then stormed out in tears.
Sterling rattled the single large dome of ice in his tumbler. “—otherwise we’re a couple who fell madly in love like a bunch of idiots and it’ll fizzle and the vultures will circle for the leftovers.”
“Everyone will want to know what agency paired a man like you with a girl from Montana from a family of welders and barely a high school diploma. When you could have that.” I twitched my finger in the general direction Marissa had disappeared to, and oh, there she was. Ghost-pepper hot, smart, and a doctor. I sighed wistfully. “That ass, though. And it’s attached to a doctor’s brain.”
Sterling pulled at a strand of my hair to get my attention. “I’ve never been much into watching, but I won’t stop you if you’re tempted.”
“Oh, stop.” I swatted at him and laughed.
“Dare you. Go flirt with her.”
Women weren’t really my thing, but they also weren’t not my thing.
While I was considering my options (because I’d never felt anyone’s tits but my own) Sterling told me, “I’d trade her looks for your elegance every time. You aren’t the most beautiful woman in the room—”
“Tread carefully, wolf.” I pretended to brush his hand away from me.
“—but you’re the most striking.”
I leaned closer. “Oh, really. Keep going.”
He slipped his fingers under my spangled hemline. “In Christian mythology, the angels are divided into spheres. The seraphim are the highest of the first sphere of Heaven. If you were one of them, you’d be a throne, the lowest order of that sphere. Not so beautiful that your beauty blinds and that’s all anyone sees. You’re a field of snow in sunlight: the combination of white and light cause a dazzle that neither would accomplish individually.”
“When did you become a damn tavern bard?” I put my drink down. He was so drunk he was being cheesy, and I was so drunk I inhaled it.
“I have a minor in philosophy and I’ve had a few drinks,” he said as he pushed his palm over my thigh. “Is it getting me somewhere? Into your panties, perhaps?”
“Not if you call me angel, but calling me a field of snow in sunlight will win every time.” I slipped across his thighs. He laughed in surprise and gripped my legs, and tugged me a bit higher as I settled astride him.
We kissed, lightly at first, then deeper, hotter. The club became droning background noise, like being underwater.
“We should leave,” he whispered in my ear, “or I am going to have you right here. You’ve been teasing me too damn much.”
“I’m not going to wait,” I whispered back.
“Oh, now you’re ready. My cock is not at your beck and call.”
“Yes, it is.” I shoved him playfully. He grabbed my ass and yanked me down onto him. I gasped. “It’s on offer all the damn time.”
“Biology is a cruel mistress to males.”
I curled around him and kissed him, his fingers digging into my ass. There wasn’t that much privacy afforded by the shadowy alcove, but what did I care? They’d just kick us out and tell us to never come back. And I didn’t think that was going to happen. I squirmed closer to him and settled all my weight astride him. “Drop the hard-to-get act. You’re a lousy actor and an even worse liar.”
He chuckled, and the lights reflected oddly off his pale irises. His hands slid under my pathetic excuse for a dress and pulled at the slip of silk that was my panties. He snapped the fabric at my hip and pulled the fabric off me. This wolf destroyed more of my panties…
“So this really happens?” I asked him, tormenting him by sliding against his rigid length, still trapped in his pants. “You wouldn’t lead me astray, would you, Sterling?”
“Of course I would.”
I shivered all over, shocks snapping through my body as he pushed me down, the creases and folds of fabric along his length rubbing my body raw. My fingers found his belt buckle, chased by the thrill of getting caught and the incessant demand of right now.
He watched me free his cock and told me, “You could try to play the part of an innocent virgin.”
“Sorry, no. I’m just not very good at being human, I guess.” I slid my palm firmly down him. The way he filled my palm was utterly perfect, and the softness of his skin sent shudders along my spine. I loved touching him.
“That’s not what I want, pretty wolf.”
