has been here a lot. He convinced us it would be a great place for a massive celebration.”
“And was it?”
“Oh, yes.” She grinned at him. “In spades. We hit all the great bars and restaurants and even did some sightseeing. Had beignets at Café Du Monde. You know. The usual stuff.”
“And do you feel like you got the celebration out of your system?” he asked.
Almost, she wanted to say.
“Almost?” He lifted one of those great eyebrows again.
Oh, damn . Had she actually said the word out loud? Because, idiotic as it was, she wanted to finish out her big party with the sex god sitting next to her. Beau Perini! The partners at the firm where she worked would go apeshit if they knew she was thinking about sex with Beau Perini !
Wait. Having sex? How had she gone from having a conversation to having sex?
“You must have some very heavy thoughts weighing on your mind.”
His fingers stroked along her forearm, sending sharp spikes of heat stabbing through her. That only made her breasts feel heavier and that damn throbbing pulse increase its pounding. She lifted her wine again, with her other hand, and took another gulp. Maybe she should slow down before she got drunk on her ass here.
“Um….” There she went with that um again. “Not really. I was thinking how glad I am that you wandered over here to keep me company.”
“I didn’t exactly wander over.” His fingertip made circles on her skin, sending little shivers skating along her spine.
She drew in a breath, but the rich, woodsy scent he was wearing, with a faint hint of lemon to it, sent a call for immediate action to every part of her body, especially her hormones.
“No?”
“Uh-uh. I actually had my eye on you the whole time you were sitting here. I was taking my time, waiting to see if you were coupled up with one of the guys.”
She giggled, thinking of the guys from her study group. They were all like brothers, with no sexual appeal for her in any way. She didn’t know how the other women in the group were even attracted to them after hanging out with them in grubby situations for three years.
“Not a chance,” she told him. “They can sleep on my couch but not in my bed.” Oops. Had those words in fact popped out of her mouth?
“Oh?” His eyes narrowed. “Who does sleep in your bed?”
“No one at the moment.” How had they gotten onto this topic?
“That include tonight, too?”
He lifted one of her hands, opened her palm, and pressed his lips to the spot on her wrist where her pulse now pounded so strongly. The sudden darkening of his eyes let her know he was aware how he affected her. Whoa! Things were moving way fast here, but she wasn’t sure she could stop them. Or even wanted to.
“Most likely. I mean, we just met, right?”
He leaned closer to her, tucked a finger under her chin, and turned her head so she faced him completely. The contact was like a match touched to her skin. When he spoke, his breath was a warm breeze on her skin.
“Maybe that means, with our time limited, we should get to know each other faster.”
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Daring to Save Me
by Nicole Kuhn
“D EENA, OH MY god, are you ok? What are you doing here?” Isabelle Dare opens the door as I finally collapse into tears. Sliding down to my knees in her doorway, I sob into my hands. “Dee, get up, come inside.” My best friend from high school whom I haven’t been allowed to see in years picks me up, trying to drag me into her luxurious New York City apartment.
“I’m so sorry Iz, I didn’t know where else to go,” I whimper. Isabelle Dare just holds my shoulders as she leads me into her