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12
Maximus
Cady laughs.
If I were a lesser man, I might have crawled under the table with shame.
Which means I would have a close look at those legs.
But I’m not fazed by her apparent lack of interest. Cady may not realize it yet, but there’s something here between us. And now I have all weekend to figure out what exactly it is.
Because she’s right—I will do my best to get her into bed.
“You have an amazing laugh,” I tell her, holding her amber eyes with mine. They’re like cats’ eyes, cool and calculating and undoubtedly looking for the best time to pounce and shred your ankles with their teeth and claws.
I’m more of a dog person but I like Cady’s cat eyes.
I like most of what I’ve seen of her. “Laughter is good for the soul. You need to do it more often,” I add.
“I need to do a lot of things more often,” she says ruefully before I can stop myself.
I lean forward, moving the pot of tea to get even closer. “Really?” I demand in a husky voice. “Like what?”
She laughs again like I’ve told a joke.
I haven’t. Suddenly, I’m hit with a certainty that I want to know everything about Cady Quinn. What makes her tick; what turns her off? Who has she been in love with and who dared to hurt her? And how do I get her to stay in my life after this weekend?
Because I already know it’s not going to be enough.
The waiter takes that perfect opportunity to arrive and I pay for my breakfast, a better meal than I expected considering the amount I drank last night. Maybe Cady helped banish my hangover.
She might be magical like that.
“Now.” I rub my hands together. “Where should we go to find you a dress?”
Cady frowns. “You didn’t say anything about a dress. You said a suit and I’m not even sure why—”
I hold up a hand again. “You can’t expect me not to buy you a dress for the wedding I’m dragging you to. I apologize for interrupting, by the way. Nasty habit of mine when someone isn’t doing what I want.”
“Do you always want people to do what you want?”
“Only when I know that deep down, it’s what they want too.” I lean forward. “Very helpful with the satisfying.”
Something flashes in Cady’s eyes. I’m not sure what it is, but I like it.
She glances at her phone, still lying facedown. I hold my breath that she’s not going to pick it up and decide she has something more important than spending the rest of the morning with me.
“Fine,” she agrees. “One hour.”
“Two,” I counter, getting to my feet. “I promise you’ll have fun. Maybe I’ll convince you to take the rest of the day off and play hooky with me before we fly out.”
“I don’t play hooky,” Cady protests as I escort her to the SUV in front of the hotel. The company always provides a car and driver on call when I travel on business, as well as access to the private plane.
I’m not sure my father knows the plane will be making a detour to Provinciales in Turks and Caicos later today.
That will be a fun conversation.
“You don’t, but there’s a first time for everything.” I motion to the driver to get back behind the wheel as I open the door for Cady. She slides along the cream leather seat so I can climb in after her. “We won’t have much time after we finish shopping, so what’s the point of going back to work?”
