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“Then,” her movements were slow and fluid, “you turn your body to face her dead on. You’ve got a good frame,” she touched his shoulders, “so use it. Not to intimidate, just to show confidence and maybe a little dominance.” I chuckled to show how true that was, and she glanced over at me and arched a sexy brow. “If,” her attention moved back to Denton, “she smiles, there's an eighty percent chance she's what you want, but if she gives you a sexy smirk, well, you might just have a keeper.”
“Okay, now what?”
“Now,” she stepped closer to him, “you hold her gaze.” Denton followed what she said. “If her gaze drops to your lips, she’s interested. Do it back and see her reaction. For me, I lick my bottom lip, imagining what you’ll taste like. Some bite.” She mimicked the action. “Maybe she’ll part for you, but if there’s some kind of tell, then you move in for the touch.”
“Go for the ass?” Denton was like a boy with his first porn magazine.
“No, not the ass. That’s way too soon.” She took his hand and directed it. “Brush your fingers over my heart like this.” She moved his hand, and his eyes widened. “Skim the collarbone, and slide up the neck, until you’re under her chin.” Denton nodded when she moved in even closer. My body coiled as I watched. “Use the tip of your thumb to tilt her chin up and stare into her eyes. Savor the moment, go slow. Watch for cues.” Her lips hovered beneath his, and I gripped the side of the couch. “Then just when she thinks you aren’t going to make a move, dive down and catch her lips.”
He made a move to kiss her, but Trigger reached out a big hand and quickly hauled him back.
“Don’t play with fire,” Trigger grunted. Everyone shouted and booed, and I took the moment to force myself to relax. I sank back into the cushions and readjusted.
“Kenna, I might need some more lessons.” Denton’s face was flushed. “What are ya doin’ tonight?”
“Not you.” She laughed and winked. She sat down next to me, and Minnie pulled her attention.
“Hey, boss?” Jesse approached me. He’d been watching from the opposite roof. He leaned down to speak in my ear. “We’ve got a situation.” I followed his gaze and saw Jenelle had just appeared. I didn’t think to add her to the list to keep out. In what world did she ever associate with bikers? “Say the word, and I’ll have her removed, Grim.”
“Her father just brought in a big fucking client this morning,” I hissed impatiently. “We need to play this nice.”
“I’ll leave.” Kenna stood. I hadn’t realized she’d heard. She reached for her purse, but I snagged her arm.
“No.” I pulled her down to sit next to me.
“I’m maxed out on tolerance, Grim. It’s for the best if I go.” My hand clamped down on her leg, and I glared at her.
“What did I say?”
“Heads up, twat approaching,” Minnie hissed. “I knew I smelled seafood.” Kenna gave a huff.
Jenelle whispered something to her friend, and they both looked over at us. Jenelle gave us a wicked grin. Daddy’s girls with money were a deadly combo. They both wore designer dresses, and it made them stand out against the leather, jeans, and boots crowd.
She immediately homed in on my hand on Kenna’s thigh. “You know, Kenna, I’m trying to remember a time when you weren’t hanging off Grim.” She gave a fake smile.
“And I’m trying to remember when you weren’t such a passive aggressive narcissist.” Kenna didn’t miss a beat.
“Jenelle,” I warned, “what do you want?”
“Not that I ever imagined myself as a delivery girl, but I was handed this and asked to come up here to give it to you. I was just curious enough to do it.” She held up a piece of folded paper. I held out my hand, but she smirked and held it just out of reach. She was delighted to know she had something she thought I wanted. I dropped my hand and looked disinterested.
“Who gave it to you?” Minnie asked, and Jenelle looked around at the group of us.
“Some woman.” She shrugged. “Grim, can we speak?”
“I’m in the middle of something.” I stayed in my relaxed position and waved at everyone around me.
“You know where to find me.” She dropped the paper on my lap and walked away.
I opened the paper to read the wordshands off. I had no doubt Jenelle would have looked at what was on the paper. That alone would have enticed her up here.
“Shit.” Kenna’s voice pulled my focus, and she tilted her phone so I could see the screen. Her eyes darted everywhere. It was a picture of us sitting together on the rooftop.
“He’s here,” she whispered, then her gaze dropped to the open paper in my hand. “Oh, my God.”
“We knew he was watching,” I reminded her. “It’s why we’re here, remember?”
“It’s one thing for us to be seen together. It’s quite another to look like we’re together.” She pulled her leg away and quickly stood. “I need another.” She pointed to her drink, but I could see she was about to run. She whisked off toward the exit. I waited a beat then followed.
