Free Bachelor Unleashed by Brenda Jackson Page B

again, but he couldn’t wait to see the outfit she had on underneath it. “Ready?”
    She smiled up at him. “Yes, I’m ready.”
    Xavier doubted very seriously that Farrah Langley was ready for what he had in store for her tonight.

    “The play was wonderful, Xavier. Thanks for taking me,” Farrah said, glancing across the length of the rear car seat. She really hadn’t been surprised when he’d swept her off her feet again to put her in the car at the hotel, and again when they’d arrived and left the theater. But she was surprised he had kept distance between them in the car now.
    Although he’d ordered the privacy shield drawn and the lights dimmed, things were a lot different tonight than they had been last night when she’d practically sat in his lap during the car ride back to the hotel, and he’d kissed her so fervently her panties got wet.
    “I thought so, too,” he agreed. “And I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
    She glanced out the window and saw they were headed in the opposite direction from her hotel. “Where are we going?”
    “I thought I’d take you for a ride across the river on a ferry boat.”
    “A ferry boat? In this weather?”
    He chuckled. “It’s a private barge and we won’t have to get out of the car. I thought you’d like seeing the Statue of Liberty up close.”
    “You were able to arrange something like that tonight? At this hour?”
    “Yes, as much as security would allow, which is understandable.”
    She nodded, knowing it was. She looked out the window and saw they were at the New York harbor. Several huge cruise ships were docked, and glass lanterns that were hanging from light fixtures brightened up the entire area.
    “Everything is ready, Mr. Kane. Should we proceed?” the driver asked over the intercom.
    “Yes, Jules, and you can darken the lights back here.”
    On cue, the lights in the panel of both doors went out, drenching the rear of the car in total blackness. The only illumination came from the light reflecting off the tall buildings of the Manhattan skyline.
    Farrah knew the exact moment the car drove onto the huge barge, and moments later she heard the sound of the car door opening and closing. She glanced questioningly over at Xavier.
    “Jules is leaving,” he said. “He’s joining the captain of the barge in the wheelhouse. They’re old friends.”
    “Oh.” She knew that meant that she and Xavier would be in the car alone.
    Moments later she could actually feel the swish and sway of the water beneath them when the barge began moving. She had ridden a ferry once before while visiting a friend in Florida. It had been a passenger ferry, and it had been during daylight hours. However, this ferry ride provided a beautiful view of New York City at night.
    She glanced over at Xavier. He was still sitting across from her and was looking at her. Although the lights reflected off his features, she couldn’t see his entire face. However, knowing his eyes were on her was enough to send a luscious shiver up her spine.
    Why did he have to be so mind-bogglingly handsome? Why did being here with him and sharing this space with him remind her of other times she’d shared more than space with him? She couldn’t help but recall when she had shared her body, given it to him whenever and however he’d wanted it.
    She decided the best thing to do was strike up a conversation to ease the heated tension flowing between them, although she doubted it would do a single thing to douse the hot-blooded desire flowing through her veins.
    “We won’t be running into the passenger ferry that runs twenty-four hours a day, will we?” she asked.
    “No, we’re taking a different route so we’re safe.”
    She wondered just how safe she was alone with him in the darkened backseat of a car while rolling down the Hudson. There was the scent of a predatory male circulating in the air, but she was determined to stay in her corner. If anyone made the first move it would be