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Suddenly everyone’s looking at Harper’s neck, the noise from the red carpet behind us mixing in with the loud whispers in the small room until it’s just a whir of sound. Harper glances around us and tries to hold back a laugh.
I don’t look at the crowd. I only have eyes for Harper.
“We done now?” I ask her quietly, and she looks up at me with her big playful eyes.
“So done,” she whispers back.
Then I’m grinning down at her and hauling her up, my forearms tight around her ass as I start walking us out of the circle. The audience parts like the Red Sea and I glance over her to try and find an exit.
“You didn’t want to stay for the movie did you?” I ask, my mind already back on that limo and all of the things that we could do in there before we arrive back at Harper’s house.
“And watch my ex for another two hours? I’d rather take another bout of food poisoning.”
I smirk and kick open the first exit door that I see, hitching her further up my torso as we enter the back alley and moving one hand to rub her ass. She makes an innocent humming sound and when I look over at her I get an eyeful of her tits, squeezed together right in front of me.
I swallow hard, determined to get us back to the car before I start ravaging them.
“Hot damn,” I grunt, looking at them spilling out of her dress. “You’re so beautiful, baby.”
She strokes a hand up my stubble, making warmth spread painfully through my chest.
“Just a few more seconds, baby. Just let me get you back to the limo–”
I half-jog around the corner, desperate to get her back in that car, and then I instantly halt, stopping dead in my tracks. Harper glances over her shoulder and bursts out into a fit of laughter.
We’re staring at twenty identical parked-up limousines.
I run a hand through my hair and then wrap it back around Harper’s thighs. She snuggles her face into my neck and smiles against my skin.
“Which, uh, which one is it?” I ask her, trying to recall the licence plate as if I paid that a single second of attention.
“I don’t know,” she whispers back to me, her fingers slipping beneath the collar of my shirt. “Maybe we should forget about the limo. Don’t you have a monster truck rental dude on hand or something?”
I snicker and start walking down the middle of the road, Harper securely in my arms and white limousines glistening on either side of us. All of the windows are tinted but I’m guessing that if the drivers are still inside our guy is going to make an appearance when he sees us.
Sure enough I haven’t walked ten paces when a driver’s door clicks open and Harper’s chauffeur from earlier steps out, his expression stoically professional but a confused curiosity playing behind his eyes.
“Did you forget something?” he asks, already opening the door to the main stretch just in case.
“Yeah,” I say, giving him a nod as I settle Harper on her feet and guide her by her hips into the back of the car. Whilst Harper climbs back inside I mouth the wordairportto the driver.
Forget going back to Harper’s place. We’re getting a flight straight back to mine.
“No problem,” he says, and then he ducks back behind the wheel.
I hunch down, following Harper inside, and when I close the door I see that she’s sitting in the space where I was holding her just before she hit the red carpet, giving me a smile that’s so innocent it’s naughty.
I lower myself next to her and drag her up onto my lap, her arms wrapping around my neck as I rub a thumb over her diamonds.
“What did we forget?” she asks me curiously as the driver kicks the engine to life and pulls the car off the curb.
“That we have somewhere better to be,” I murmur, one hand tucked in her hair and the other helping her pull off her heels. When her feet are bare I start gently rubbing them.
She sighs dreamily, her fingers suddenly exploring the buttons of my shirt. I smirk as she starts toying with them, unfastening and then refastening them, unsure about whether or not we should get naked whilst there’s a driver present.
There’s not a chance in hell that she’s getting naked whilst there’s a driver present, but I let her play around with my shirt because I can tell that she’s turning herself on. I lean down and press a kiss to her cheek, and I feel her shiver as my stubble grazes her skin.
“Somewhere better to be,” she whispers back to me, locking her eyes in with mine and dazzling me so hard that my brain goes blank.
