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He oozed sex appeal, and my body responded as if he had been made just for me. No matter how many times I jerked my hand back after eachaccidentalgraze or diverted my attention to anyone else at the table, my pulse hummed with want. My senses attuned to the deep resonance of his voice. My core softened and tightened as if preparing for this man.
By the time the plates cleared, my nerves fired on high alert, making me both exhausted and energized.
It was…exhausting.
And exhilarating.
And I needed to go.
I needed sleep and a clear head. This week had worn me down, and every time this man ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing the strands back off his forehead, I failed to resist the urge to take in his thick bicep straining against his shirt.
“Can I get you a drink?” Carina asked.
“Thank you, but I think I’m going to head out,” I said, offering an apologetic smile to the table.
“You sure?” she asked.
“Yeah, it’s been a long week, and my bed is calling my name.”
She offered a commiserating grimace before standing. I said my goodbyes, pointedly ignoring Mr. Dark, Handsome, and Arrogant beside me. I had just turned to head to the door when his soft murmur reached my ears.
“Scaredy cat.”
The insult was barely a whisper issued only for me. I should have ignored it—pretended I hadn’t even heard it.
But I couldn’t.
Turning back just enough to face him, I softened my cold shoulder, switching it out for a seductive heat I knew melted more than a few people. His gaze morphed from taunting to an inferno in seconds. If my look melted, then his ignited. Before he could read anything on my face, I simply raised a brow, letting the ice slide back in place.
“Goodbye.”
And then I left.
I’d just headed down the sidewalk to my car when I heard a door open and close.
Deep inhale.
Clenched jaw.
Eyes forward.
I would not stop. I would not look back.
I knew who it was without having to look. Instead, I kept my pace even and steady—the strike of my heels on the pavement never changing. Of course, it was only a matter of time until he caught up to me, with his long legs eating up twice as much space as mine. I’d arrived late and had to park further down, where the streetlamps grew further apart.
I’d just made it to my car when he finally broke the silence.
“Are you running?” The deep timber crept through the dark night and stroked up my spine like a promise.
It annoyed me.
It turned me on.
It annoyed me how much it turned me on.
I whipped around, barely able to make out his face in the shadows. “Are you following me so you can take advantage of a woman alone in the dark? Hmm? Are you going to force yourself on me?”
His laugh rumbled in his chest.
