Page 174 of I Choose You

“Here, let me get a couple of pictures of you two.” He held up his phone. “I told you I wouldn’t get any all night.”

“The photographer did.” I pulled Brooke into my lap, and she giggled as we smiled up at him.

“Brooke, you look lovely tonight.” He grinned and turned the phone to vertical for a portrait pose.

“Aw, thanks, Mr. Wagner.”

“What am I? Chopped liver?” I teased.

Brooke kissed my cheek.

“I know you look fine. You take after me,” he joked, puffing out his chest and winking before he headed off again.

Brooke didn’t make any move to get off my lap. She gazed at me, playing with my hair.

“I’m proud of you,” I admitted.

She tilted her head to the side.

“All these pictures all night. I don’t think you’ve even thought about checking your reflection.”

Her smile was sweet and knowing. “I’m working on it.” She kissed me near my ear to whisper. “Thanks to you.”

I shivered at her sexy voice and slid my hand up her leg. I missed the slit in that green dress, but this one let me explore a bit too. “Yeah?”

“I like the way you look at me.”

I slid my fingers further up, glancing around the room to see if anyone would notice if I fooled around.

“Especially when I’m naked.”

She tugged my earlobe into her mouth and sucked.

My dick jerked.

She tensed at my grip. I’d slid my hand all the way up her leg and held her ass in my hand. Her bare ass. My fingertips were near her slit, and I eased one closer, brushing back and forth to reach her pussy.

“You’re not wearing anything at all under this?” I asked, feeling a sense of déjà vu with those words.

“Nope,” she said, easing her legs wider apart.

Already I could feel her wet.

“I thought you said we had to stop hooking up like this,” I teased, dipping my fingertip between her folds.

“No.” She kissed me hard. “Never.”

I sucked on her lips, tasting the one drink of whiskey she’d allowed herself. As she moaned into my mouth, I moved my thumb toward her clit.

“Okay. Okay,” she said, panting. She practically fell off my lap as she clumsily shot to her feet. “Let’s go.” Grabbing my tie, she pulled me toward the exit where a line of hired drivers could take us home.

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“Ahem.”

I bit Kaden’s lip as he parted, breaking the kiss that I never wanted to end.