Free Surprise Seduction by Jana Mercy

outlined with long, thick lashes sparkled.   Wide eyes set in the smoothest skin he’d ever seen.
    Full recognition hit him.
    His feet stopped moving.
    His lower jaw crashed to the floor.
    The men were right.
    Adrienne was a hot babe .
     
    Adrienne couldn’t remember the last time she’d had so much fun.
    No wait.
    She did know.
    Not since long before her father died.
    She felt warm and fuzzy and, uhm, what was that other word?   Oh, who cared?
    She smiled at the man she danced with.   The good-looking man who looked a lot like Chase.   She was having fun.
    She felt Mel’s lips brush across her neck.   It didn’t melt her to her toes, but it beat the heck out of the sisterly kisses Roger had subjected her to on the few occasions they’d kissed.
    “Mmmm,” Mel whispered in her ear.
    Adrienne giggled.   He pulled her closer and gently swayed her upper body from one side to the other.
    When she straightened, he fit her completely against him.
    Her eyes widened at the hard ridge in his pants pressing against her.
    That wasn’t supposed to have happened.
    “Mel,” she whispered when his head descended toward her.   She planned to tell him to stop, that she was emotionally involved with someone, but when her mouth opened, his claimed it.
    An image of Chase flashed through her mind.    How could she be letting another man kiss her?   She wanted Chase’s kisses.   She’d bet anything his kisses melted, rather than just leave her feeling nothing.
    Alcohol slowed her reactions, and without her having realized it, he’d maneuvered her to a corner.
    She needed to talk to him.   Explain.   She blinked, trying to clear her vision.   She didn’t want anyone to overhear her saying she was attracted to a man.   Not until Chase arrived and she could tell him the truth, gage his reaction, and decide her future from there.   She took Mel’s hand, and led him toward the elevator.   She’d take him to her office where they could talk in private.
    “Are you leaving?” Sheila touched Adrienne’s arm.   Adrienne didn’t register the concern in her friend’s voice.
    “No,” Adrienne winked conspiratorially.   “I’m going to my office to get my purse.”
    “You’re sure you’re okay?” Sheila asked, giving Adrienne’s arm a quick shake.
    She leaned into Mel to keep from falling.   When had the room begun to move?   She needed to get to where she could sit down before she fell and made a fool of herself.   “Come on.   Let me show you my office.”
    She wobbled in her heels.   Mel steadied her.   She put a hand to her mouth to cover her giggle, then, gave a dazed smile as he pushed the button for the elevator.
     
    Chase needed the name of the store where her friends had bought that dress.
    He’d buy the place and make a fortune.
    His quiet mousy Adrienne was a sexy siren?   And what was she doing with Mel?   That kiss hadn’t looked brotherly.
    She preferred women.
    What the hell was going on?
    Had he been played a fool?
    He didn’t like the strong emotions surging through him.   The high-pitched laughter escaping from Adrienne’s pouty lips didn’t ring true.
    He watched as she took Mel’s hand in hers and led him toward the elevator.   Where were they going?   What did they plan to do?
    Adrienne stumbled, not just once, but twice on her trip across the room.
    His mouse had imbibed in the plentiful liquor permeating the festive room.
    That didn’t explain the abundance of sexy feminine flesh on display or the sassy new hairstyle, but it did explain why she danced with Mel.   Obviously, Mel had moved in and took advantage of Adrienne’s naïve and intoxicated state.   Didn’t Mel know she liked women?   He needed to set the man straight, and not for the first time in their acquaintance.
    “Chase,” Sheila interrupted before he could follow the couple to the elevator.   “I’m worried about Adrienne.   I think she’s drunk.”
    “I noticed.”
    “Please go talk to her.