Free Tori's Seduction by Willow Ward Page A

opinions and comments? Sit around and wait for men to tell us when to speak and what we can speak about,” Tori snatched her hand away from his. “You need to wake up because we're running the world. Mrs. Obama is not sitting up there making cookies, she's out there working side by side with her husband,” Tori said, facing forward as well. “Asshole,” Tori mumbled.
    “What did you say,” he said, turning to her.
    “I said Mrs. Obama—.”
    “Not that. What did you say after that?”
    “I said asshole. That's what you are, right.”
    He leaned over in her space, “I not going to begin to tell you what I think you are,” he said, leaning in her face.
    “If you are as big and bad as you look, please tell me what you think of me,” Tori said, moving in his space. They were inches away from each other’s faces.
    His eyes turned darker, as she felt his warm breath on her face. He was looking at her lips, like he was ready to devour those bad boys.
    Kissing her had to be the only way to shut that mouth up, he thought. He moved his head the opposite way. His mouth was ready to teach her a lesson. He brushed his lips across hers.
    “Excuse me. Is everything okay over here,” a Stewardess asked.
    He pulled back, “Everything's fine. Thank you,” he said, smiling at the stewardess.
    Tori sat back in her seat. They haven't been in the air an hour and she was already arguing with the passenger next to her. How was she going to last four more hours of his superior bullshit?
    It would be best if she ignored his ass. She didn't like this man. She took out her iPhone, plugging in the earphones so she didn't have to hear his voice. She put the buds in her ears acting like he wasn't even there. But he was there. She couldn't ignore him no matter what she told herself. Just a brush of that mouth made her want more. She felt teased with the brush of his mouth. Her lips were starving for more of him, but she'll never let him know.
    Her favorite song came on and she closed her eyes, moving her head to the beat. She was going to forget the bastard next to her. She hoped she never saw him again after this.
    Tori must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew she was looking up at the Asshole's face. When he looked down at her, she jerked back. She moved her head from side to side trying to work out the kinks in her neck. She should have requested a soft pillow from the Stewardess. Those steel pipes of his arms were too hard.
    When they finally touched down in Las Vegas, Tori retrieved her carry-on bag, moving to the aisle to let Asshole out. When he moved passed her, “You welcome,” he said, waiting for the other passengers to walk off the plane.
    She turned her ear to him wondering if he spoke. “Excuse me. You welcome?” She asked, standing there looking at him.
    “Yeah. Next time say thank you, for using my body as your personal bed,” he said, waiting with the other passengers to exit the plane.
    She glared at him. If those other passengers weren't in her way she would be putting her foot up his ass as a thank you. She rolled her eyes at him as the line move for the passengers to depart.
    When most of the passengers had left the plane, Tori grabbed her bag walking off also. She had to get a cab, check in at the hotel and go to the museum. She had to see if the statue she was to inspect would fit perfectly at the gallery she worked at.
    She got her roll on bag from baggage claim, and went in search of a cab. When she spotted a cab driver just sitting in his car, she went up to his cab. “Yes, I was wondering if you could take me to Caesars Palace.”
    Reading a paper, “Off duty,” he said, pointing to the sign up on the roof of his car.
    “Off duty at the airport? I would think you would want this money.” Tori looked around for another cab. People were jumping in cabs as though they were giving away free rides. As soon as a cab would drive up to the curb, a passenger would jump in before Tori could get