“Smart choice,” he assured me, sliding a hand up the back of my neck into my hair.
“Natural blond, huh, even with the brown eyes.”
“Yep.”
“Even your eyebrows are gold,” he said, sliding his fingers across my left one.
“I’m gold all over,” I told him.
“I bet.” He nodded, taking a deep breath. “Why’re you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“I dunno.”
But it made sense that I would be staring. His profile, the long, straight nose, chiseled features, the way his hair fell across his forehead, and the absolutely gorgeous eyes… The man was stunning on the outside, but inside he was a beast. It was mind-boggling.
“May I ask a question?”
“Course.”
“Anybody ever brought you up on rape charges?”
“I’ve never been charged with anything.”
“How come?”
“No one ever makes it to trial.”
“That’s convenient.” I chuckled, and the men around us looked at me like I was crazy. I was guessing laughter didn’t go hand in hand with this group.
“You’re a smartass.” He smiled at me. “And a big goddamn tease.”
But I knew how far to take it, since I was playing with fire. I needed him to let Zach and Billy leave with me, and whatever promises had to be made, I would make.
“And you smell really good.”
I tilted my head to the side so he could reach my neck and inhale me deeply.
“James, I need to dance with your boy,” somebody said.
“No,” he said coolly, hand on my thigh. “He’s just here for decoration, not to touch.”
Minutes later, Zach and Billy rejoined us.
“Rego, me and Billy gotta take Jory to see a friend—is it okay if we catch up with you in a couple hours? We’ll meet you at your place.”
“Sounds good.” He turned to look at me as he spoke to them. “Bring Jory with you.”
“Sure thing.”
The backs of his fingers slid down my throat. “I wanna see you, so you better show.”
I said nothing, because I didn’t want to lie.
“I want a number where I can reach you…and an address.”
“Gimme a pen,” I said quickly, without hesitation.