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“I’m not Julie, you’re right. I’m Fliss. Sadly, you’ve missed this year’s total eclipse. There will be another in about fourteen months with good views from Iceland, Portugal and Spain. The path is easy enough to find online. I would look it up for you, but I’ve been called away, so...um...good night.” She included Saint in her wave of departure.
“Don’t be silly, Fliss. I can’t leave you to find your own way home.” What a flossy, fluttery name. It suited her perfectly. “Excuse us.”
Saint flashed a dismissive smile at the other woman, who was watching them with great curiosity, and steered Fliss against the tide of people still streaming in.
“You don’t have to leave. You’ll miss a dinner worth a fraction of what you paid for it.” Fliss rolled her eyes as they emerged into the press of people still hovering and hurrying through the dusk.
A cool spring breeze slithered through the crowd, ruffling into his collar and dancing against her loose hair.
“You’re missing dinner, too. We’ll have to find somewhere else to eat.” He texted his driver.
“I was being sarcastic. I’ll—”
“Saint! Who’s your date?” A photographer waiting near the curb began flashing their bulb at them, drawing others to do the same.
Fliss sent an appalled look to Saint.
“Ignore them.” He glanced at a muscled security guard wearing an earpiece and a black T-shirt.
The bouncer immediately turned himself into a bulwark against the photographers, opening his arms wide and forcing the photographers back.
“Hey! What’s your name? How long have you been dating Saint?”
Fliss was still staring at him with horror.
“There’s my car.” His driver was coming in on the far side, against the arrival lane, but both directions were clogged with traffic.
He caught her hand and slipped between two limos dispensing passengers, then opened the rear door where his driver had paused in the middle of the street. Saint swept the hem of her gown into the car and slammed the door, then circled to the other side.
“What’s going to happen now?” Fliss asked, twisting to look through the rear window as their car crept forward.
“Now I don’t have to spend the next three hours talking about astrology. Thank you.”
She blinked once at him, then settled into her seat, nose forward. “And here I was about to ask for your sign.”
“Scorpio,” he drawled. “I only remember because someone told me once that it explains my sting.”
“I can see that.” She slid him a side-eye. “Bold to the point of fearless. Intense. Likes to be in charge. Did you know that Scorpios secretly believe in astrology?”
“Untrue.”
“Well, it wouldn’t be a secret if you admitted it, would it?” Amusement twitched the sharp corners of her mouth.
“I’m going to be sorry I ever met you, aren’t I?” He wasn’t. This was the most fun he’d had in ages.
“Don’t worry. Our acquaintance will be very brief.” She craned her neck, looking past the driver to the heavy traffic ahead. “After you get me out of here, you’ll never see me again.”
“I’ll have to make the most of my time with you, then. Won’t I, Fliss?”
CHAPTER TWO
THEINTIMATEWAYhe said her name raised goose bumps all over her body. In fact, he’d been doing that to her from the moment he’d called her Angel and swept her into the gallery.
Fliss knew it was deliberate on his part. She knew who Saint Montgomery was. Or, at least, she knew what the headlines said about him. He was the heir to Grayscale Technologies, one of Silicon Valley’s pillars of wealth and innovation. He held a prestigious position within the company, but whether he did actual work was anyone’s guess. He was far more well-known for his jet-setting lifestyle and rotating bevy of beautiful women.
He was a player and seemed to want to play with her.
Much to her chagrin, she was allowing it.
