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Leaning forward between the front seats, her dark, intense eyes stare at the neon sign, and I catch a whiff of something subtly sweet and fruity and expensive. Everything about her is exquisite and classy.
Even now, she embodies an aura of beautiful confidence despite how her features twist and tighten. I find it damn sexy even when I know she’s about to stick it to me or make my life difficult.
Her gaze flicks to mine briefly, in that dismissive manner of hers. “This is it? Why didn’t you keep going to Las Vegas? We’re so close.”
“I could’ve, but I hear this place makes a mean dog, and it’s been far too long since I’ve had one.” Since I’ve been abroad for quite some time, I’ve developed fierce cravings for foods from my childhood or the not-so healthy ones. “Let’s go.”
She’s out of the car before I am, her eyes hidden behind Prada sunglasses and lips painted a ruby red.
There is something between us. A potential for more.
I felt it in our quick kiss. The few times I’ve caught her looking at me when she thinks I won’t notice.
Or those freakin’ lips.
In how I’ve thought far too much about her mouth since last night. How I’d like to kiss her again.
But this time a real kiss. Long and lasting. Consuming.
“I’m not going in there. I’ll stretch my legs and eat when we get to the hotel.”
“Cool.” I shrug, willing my hardening cock to cool down. “What hotel are we staying at?”
“What do you mean?” She lowers her sunglasses, worry swimming in her dark eyes. “Weren’t the hotel reservations pre-arranged along with the drive?”
“Um, I don’t know. The itinerary only has the city stops from LA to Toronto. Nothing about hotels.”
“Seriously?”
“Relax. It’s no big deal. We’re right outside Vegas, and we won’t have a problem finding a place to stay for the night.”
“I’m not staying at justanyplace.” She pulls out her phone, already walking away from me. “I’ll take care of it.”
“Suit yourself.” I mosey inside the restaurant, grateful for a chance to get my libido in check, and order a fully loaded hot dog.
Salivating, I return to the car where on the phone in the back, Leighton names five-star luxury Vegas hotels like a dog barking. After each hotel, she punctuates the name Lois.Poor Lois.
I wolf down the hot dog and wipe any lingering grease from my hands with a napkin. At the same time, without so much as a goodbye for Lois, she drops her phone into her lap.
Her scowl is all I see in the rearview mirror as her eyes land on me. “Did you even chew?”
I chuckle, amused at how easily she gets heated. There’s far too much enjoyment from getting any kind of response from her.
In turn, she makes a sickened noise and flicks her gaze to the remnants of my meal. “Yuck.” She looks out the window. “Let’s head to Vegas. By the time we’re there, I’ll have our hotel.”
“Okay. So no hotel reservations were made?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
I open my mouth, not quite sure how to get her to loosen up and relax but willing to try, when her phone rings.
“Hey, Fallon.” Leighton twirls her long, dark hair around a finger. “How are you feeling? How was your night?”
While driving, I listen not because I care but because it’s hard not to. Leighton’s sugary sweet, her foul mood suddenly forgotten, and I’m perplexed. Who is this woman?
At some point in her rambling, she spares a glimpse in my direction. “He’s kind of busy right now. You know, driving.”
They’re talking about me. Fallon must say something since Leighton quiets, but whatever it is, she doesn’t like it, her frown deepening the longer she listens to her friend.
