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“Yeah, it’s like that.” My eyes drop over her black dress. It hugs every curve of her body, stopping below the knee. And then she has these sexy high heels on with ribbons tied into bows around her ankles.
Fuck me.
She places the vase onto the hallway table and looks into the mirror above it, catching my eye in the reflection.
“You look nice,” she says, taking in my black suit and white shirt. It’s not the one she wore that night, but I wore white again to remind her. She looks good wearing my clothes. She looks good wearingme.
“And you’re sensational.”
My compliment makes her blush. Of all the times she looked into my eyes as she came for me two days ago, and a compliment has her flushing.
Cute.
My flame might be hot enough to burn when she’s in ball-busting lawyer mode. But I’m seeing a softer side to her. A glow that’s the basis for everything else.
“Shall we?” I place my hand on her lower back and guide her to the door.
Sophie seems impressed when she sees that I’ve brought her to the London venue of the same restaurant where we had the double date with Logan and Kelly. If I could have ordered her the same meal tonight too, then I would have. But the menu has changed since then.
“Do you have much time to yourself in New York?” She cradles her glass of wine as she looks at me over the top of our finished desserts.
We’ve spent dinner talking about both work and Logan dating my sister, Maddy. Sophie was mesmerized by their story and how they managed to keep it a secret in the beginning. She made a comment about how people we know can hide anything if they want to, despite us thinking we would be able to tell if they lied. The way her eyes dimmed as she told me had me clenching my fists. I’d bet it’s got something to do with the asshole ex she mentioned. If I ever meet the guy, he’d better pray for mercy.
“I usually fly straight back once the meetings are all done. Tan and I lived there for a year, so there are people I like to catch up with if I do stay longer.”
“I remember you telling me that.”
“You do remember that night, then? You remember breaking my heart?” I smirk.
She arches a brow. “I remember you trying to climb into my cab with me and then standing in the road and almost getting hit so you could wave.”
I lean back in my seat and allow myself a leisurely sweep of appreciation of her. She looks incredible tonight. Her blonde hair is shorter than when we first met, but her lips are the same full, glossy temptation that they were that night.
“What?” She narrows her eyes as she takes a sip of her wine.
“You sure I waved?”
“Yes. You defin—” She turns her head to the side, hiding her mouth in her palm as she realizes what I’m doing.
“You were looking back.” I reach over the table, taking her hand from her face and linking my fingers with hers.
“No.” She tries to disguise her smile.
“Ms. Havers?” I lean closer.
“Yes, Mr. Harper?”
I grin when her eyes sparkle. We hold each other’s gaze, something unspoken and magnetic in the air between. A few seconds pass with us just looking at one another.
“I was ready to murder those two guys by the elevators on Friday night,” I confess, stroking her knuckles with my thumb.
“What?”
“They wanted…” I take a calming breath to douse the sudden flare of heat lancing through my veins. “I know what they wanted.”
“They weren’t going to do anything.”
“But they wanted to.” I fix my eyes on hers and she studies me, frowning. “They wanted to.” I run my other hand around my jaw as I look at her knuckles and stroke them again. “I don’t care what’s happened in the last four years. I can’t fucking care about it. Not if I want to stay sane, but…” I grit my teeth. “Seeing people look at you like that, it does things to me.”
