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He narrows his eyes as I step out of the car, careful not to trip and accidentally end up in his arms.
I blame my addiction to his touch and how viciously familiar I am with those big, veiny hands that he slips behind my back and then presses against my hip.
It’s suicidal to feel safe in his arms, completely illogical to recognize his warmth and scent as my home, and yet I can’t chase away those emotions.
If anything, the signs of withdrawal I felt for the entire day slowly disappear as his god-like presence fills up my surroundings, blinding me to everything else.
“Is there a reason you’re riding in the front seat?” His nonchalant voice carries in the air like a sinful promise.
It’s unfair that he makes everything seem sexual in nature. I blame his voice. Superior genes and all that.
“Leo and I are friends.” I wave at him. “See you later, Leo!”
The man briefly closes his eyes before he nods and drives away.
“Stop calling him that.” Eli’s tone turns clipped as he guides me through the entrance.
“I’m confused. His name is Leo. You know, it’s short for Leonardo.”
“I know what Leo is, and you will not call him that again. He’s Henderson.”
“Meh. I told you that’s too impersonal. I prefer treating people like actual humans instead of disposables.”
“His paycheck is definitely not disposable.”
“Again, money doesn’t buy interpersonal relationships. We need to work on that.”
“You need to work on behaving during this dinner, Ava.”
“Okay,” I say, mostly because I feel unintentionally guilty about the whole ‘he blew up a business opportunity and got kicked out of the project because of me’ fact.
“I mean it.” He glances at me. “There has to be zero fucking mistakes tonight.”
“What will I get in return?”
He drops his lips to my ear. “My tongue and cock shoved deep in your cunt and a few handprints on that arse. Whether those actions end in a mind-numbing orgasm or edging with no release is completely dependent on your behavior tonight.”
His warm breaths disappear, but a shock wave of shivers breaks down my spine.
Damn him and his crude mouth.
And why does he look completely cool and collected while I’m on the verge of combustion? Another pair of underwear is ruined.
Fantastic.
The waiter leads us to the table where a bald man with intense brown eyes is sitting with a meek woman, chestnut hair, slim figure, and a stunning Vera Wang gown.
“Love the dress!” I say as I hug her in greeting. “Spring/summer Vera Wang. My favorite.”
“Oh my. Thank you,” she says with a shy smile. “Love your handbag. Moynat Réjane?”
“This is my precious baby.” I stroke the bag as if it’s an actual pet.
“At the expense of interrupting the gibberish going on, I’d love to introduce myself.” The bald guy, Robert, takes my hand and places an open-mouthed kiss on the top.
I pull it away subtly and mask my disgust with my charming smile. “It’s lovely to meet you both.”
“The pleasure is all mine. I must say, she looks much more beautiful than the pictures, King.”
