Page 78 of Dirty Seduction


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“Wow, you came,” a younger version of Atlas and Knox says as we walk over.

“Levis meet Payton and Molly,” Atlas introduces us.

“My god, how many of you are there?” Molly says and I start to cough.

“More. If you count our cousins, but they aren’t here tonight.” Levis winks.

She’s right, despite my reaction. And it’s like they were all born with charm and good looks.

Sucks to be any other men walking the earth.

A server stops and offers us some drinks. I take a champagne flute and Molly selects vodka.

That’s when I see a table full of gifts.

“Atlas.” I frown, glancing up at him. “Is it your birthday?”

He holds up his hand. “Guilty.”

“Happy birthday. Oh my god, you should have said.” I feel terrible, but then again, what do you buy for a billionaire who likely has everything you could ever desire?

“Don’t,” a deep voice says behind me, and I turn, my heart pounding inside my chest.

“Knox,” I whisper.

“Payton.” His eyes lock with mine as he peers down at me.

The entire universe disappears as our chemistry explodes to life. I could be on the moon for all I know. I’m so lost in his blue eyes.

I hear Molly let out a woah as my eyes roam his gorgeous face and wish that he would pull me into his arms.

“Trust me, you being here is the best gift ever.” Atlas laughs. “Molly, you little hottie, come and help me select some music.”

Knox still hasn’t looked away.

“What does he mean by that?” I ask Knox.

“Don’t ask,” Knox says, and his eyes dip to take in my body. I shudder under his gaze and move my purse in front of me, about to cross my hands in a protective barrier.

“Don’t.” Knox reaches out and stills my movement. “You look beautiful.”

I want to preen under his gaze. After all, I put a lot of effort into looking nice tonight, so he would notice.

Pretending I didn’t care.

I do.

I like this man way too much. I want to stand here all night and just talk to him. I want to dance with him again. I want to ask him a million questions and find out who he is and what he cares about.

Or just kiss him.

I’m not fussy.

I wonder if we have anything in common or if this lust would be doused in one night.

I take in his crisp white shirt and dark jeans, and where our hands are connected, I spot his gold watch.

God damn, it looks sexy against his dark olive skin.

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