Free Sultry Groove (Reckless Beat #4) by Eden Summers Page B

work my magic on you.”
    Too late. His spell had already taken hold, and she didn’t appreciate the ease with which he’d cast it on her.
    “See.” He pointed directly at her. “That scowl drives me wild. You’re so cute, and tiny, and fragile, yet that show of angst proves you’ve got fire in your belly.” He leaned forward again, glancing around conspiratorially before meeting her gaze. “I’d bet a heavy sum that you’re an angel on stage and a devil in the sack.”
    She snapped her gaping mouth shut. Oh, he was good. He knew it, too. He must be a major player with a list of slain women a mile long to give him the confidence to blurt out sordid lines like that to strangers.
    “Are you always this nauseatingly flirty?” She crossed her arms over her chest, knowing the material of her camisole and the thin lace of her bra were worthless to hide the hardening of her nipples.
    “Are you always this reluctant to have a good time?”
    No. Never. The scars were the only thing stopping her from jumping him and cutting off his cocky words by slamming her mouth against his. “I’m not convinced you’d know what it takes to give me a good time, rock star.”
    Not good. She was in too deep and floundering. And here he was raising a cocky brow, giving her a silent challenge accepted.

Sean couldn’t stop tormenting Red during their meal. She was too adorable. Too responsive to his flirtation. Every time he let innuendo lace his words, her eyes flashed, or her cheeks turned a warm shade of pink, ramping his need to take things further. She was like a fucking drug, and working her out was a puzzle he wouldn’t stop trying to solve until every last piece was in place.
    She seemed confident in herself most of the time. A self-assurance that didn’t turn him off in the slightest. Then in the blink of an eye, her demeanor would change. He couldn’t work out the trigger to her discomfort or nervousness.
    “Are you ready to leave?” He hadn’t had his fill of her. He doubted he would tonight. But he had to get out of here. Away from the people who stole her attention, even if only for the briefest of moments.
    All he could think about was grasping her delicate fingers between his and dragging her close to his side to be able to smell her sweet perfume. There were more X-rated thoughts, too. He just needed to steer clear of those, otherwise his dick would be leading the way from Stanterio’s.
    “Yeah. I think I’ve eaten enough for us both.” She reached for the napkin on her lap and placed it on the table.
    She was an eater. Another aspect he appreciated. Tiny in stature, with a large appetite. It made him wonder if she had the same hunger in the bedroom. In fact, he could almost sense she did, only for some reason she held herself back. Due to professionalism, or something else, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was he planned on making her crack in the most sordid way.
    “We could go for a stroll along the boardwalk.” He wasn’t going to let her go easily. She was the best god-damn distraction a heartbroken guy could dream of. He hadn’t thought about Sidney at all during their time together. It wasn’t until now, when he had to picture himself home alone for the rest of the night, that the need to be around someone to keep his mind under control became cloying.
    “I’d love to, but it’s getting late.”
    “Late? That’s a brushoff if ever I heard one.” It was barely nine o’clock.
    She pushed from her seat. “I’m not brushing you off. I just have a busy week ahead.” She was retreating again, and doing her best not to meet his gaze.
    He came to his feet beside her, getting all up in her comfort zone. “Are you scared of being alone with me, Red?”
    “Scared?” She scoffed, the brilliance of her grin returning for a brief moment. “Of what?”
    Don’t be a douche, Sean. “Your attraction to me.” Fuck.
    She laughed this time, shaking her head as she sauntered away from him, heading toward