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I take a deep swallow of my drink. “See, right now, you look for all the world like no one looks at you.”
“They don’t. And that makes my job easy.”
“That’s a big fat lie, Perry.” I point my glass at her. “I’m looking at you. I look at you a lot.”
“You wouldn’t if I didn’t work for you.”
“I don’t know if that’s true,” I say.
But I take another sip of my drink, because I’ve a horrible feeling it might be true. But then again, would it? She commands attention. She draws the eye. She’s smart, fun, and has a hot mouth, hotter body and a personality I could dive into for weeks on end. The better question would be if I’d ever be in the same place as her and I’m pretty sure the answer would be no.
“You’re Ryder Sinclair and you know it. You use it. So stop trying to find an angle.”
I place my hand on my heart. “Me?”
“You.” She downs her drink and it’s impressive. See? Layers. “Want to get out of here?”
“Hell yes,” I say.
And that little invitation is all I need.
I get to my feet and take her hand and pull her up and against me.
And then I lean in to steal that kiss.
Chapter Fourteen
Elliot
My heart beats wild in my chest as my eyes flutter shut.
There’s no pretending he isn’t going to kiss me.
His gaze glittered with that intent as he pulled me to him, and I want that kiss more than my next breath.
The last time—the only time—we kissed buzzes in my veins and I’m just tingling with need, with desire and—
Oh shit. What am I doing?
I put a hand against his chest and open my eyes. He’s so close, barely an inch from me and his mouth is oh so deliciously close.
“Ryder.”
“What? I’m in the middle of something here, Elliot.”
I want to melt. I force myself to keep solid form. “We can’t.”
“We can. It’s easy. Very easy. We’ve done it before.”
He’s so close the warmth of his breath is on me and that intoxicating Ryder scent is invading every single cell of my body.
“I know,” I say. “But I’m not kissing you.”
“Why not?”
“Because…” Right now, I can’t think of a reason. There are lots of reasons not to. I’m sure of it. I used to know them. But right now all I can think and breathe and want is him and that kiss, and my mind is telling me to run, but my body, my hormones are saying go for it, take that kiss.
“Because,” I say again, “we should go. There’s putting on a show and there’s causing a scene.”
