Page 79 of An Eye For Illusion

“Will the two of you stop? You’re too old to be this stupid,” Liam says from across the table. And just like children, that has the two of us shutting up and finishing dinner.

Holy smokes. My eyes blink a few times, trying to clear my vision. It feels like I’m having a hallucination. Actually, maybe a wet dream is a better description because, hot damn, what a sight.

The first thing I feel is shock at seeing her here, and the next is pure and untethered lust. She never answered my question about what she was wearing, but now I have a front row seat.

She’s stunning in a form-fitting gold dress that shimmers every time she moves. Her hair is pulled back off her face and neck in an elegant updo, and there’s a mile high slit that’s showing off her very long, very toned legs.

“What’s she doing here?” Donovan asks as he leans over toward me at the table. So far, the rest of dinner has gone peacefully, but I’m sure we’ll both hear an earful from Liam as soon as he takes his eyes off Willow.

I don’t know if he knows it yet, but he’s fucking head over heels for his secretary, and by the looks of it, she’s pretty damn smitten as well. Liam hasn’t taken his eyes off her all night.

Willow, on the other hand, is trying to play it cool by talking to Nora. However, I’ve noticed that, when she doesn’t think Liam is looking, she sneaks a glance over. Spoiler alert: he was looking at her every time.

They share a small smile and go back to acting like everything is perfectly normal and they aren’t here on a date. It’s kind of cute if you think about it. I just hope it’s enough to distract him from chewing me out for being attracted to a client. After the kiss we shared and seeing her here tonight, there’s no denying my attraction to her.

She’s smoking hot. Every man in here has taken notice of the beautiful and regal Jade Foster. She commands the room as she makes her rounds with her father at her side. Every woman is jealous, and every man has a hard on.

It would be intimidating if I didn’t know firsthand how plump those lips of hers are or how her tiny and demure little moans taste. Now that I do, there’s no more resisting it. I crave to feel her lips against mine again, to pull her body in tight to mine and run my hands over every delicious curve. And after her teasing through our texts, my body is even more ready to remind her.

My tongue runs over my lips as I watch her make her way across the room to take a seat at one of the tables by the stage.

“Damn, brother, you’ve got it worse than I thought.”

I turn my head towards Donovan, thankful that Liam is engrossed in a conversation with SJ.

Not this shit again. “Naw, just having a little fun. That’s all.”

“Fun is good and all until it turns into more. Next thing you know, you’re signing your life way and throwing your career down the drain.”

Damn. What the fuck is up with him? Donovan has always been the more serious one out of the group, and that’s saying something since SJ is so damn professional all the time, but whatever has D’s head all jumbled is really taking a toll.

“That’s not going to happen. Why don’t you worry about yourself, huh?” He’s pissing me off tonight.

Whatever it is, he needs to get it sorted. I won’t let him drag me down with him, and that’s exactly where he’s fucking headed if he doesn’t pull his head out of his ass.

He clearly heard the bite in my tone because he slaps me hard on the back before standing abruptly and pushing his chair back roughly. “I’m getting another drink.” He draws the attention of the entire table but doesn’t wait for anyone to respond before heading to the bar without a backwards glance.

Donovan’s departure catches Liam’s attention. “We’re all getting on a call first thing in the morning because there’s more going on than the two of you have let on,” he says disappointingly.

Fucking D and his big mouth.

I simply nod. I know we won’t get out of this without explaining everything in the morning. The problem is that I don’t know what the hell is going on with D to explain shit.

“If you’ll excuse me. I need to use the restroom,” I say politely as I stand from the table. Screw this. I need a drink and a fucking break because the tension at the table is so damn thick you could cut it with a knife.

Poor SJ and Nora have no idea what to say. Liam looks ready to blow a gasket, and Willow is too busy eye fucking Liam to notice much else.

Chapter 27

Jade

“Jade, there you are, dear.”

I turn to see my long-time lawyer and family friend, Harvey, behind me.

I lean in and place two air kisses on each of his cheeks. “Harvey! How are you?”

“I’m well! You’ve done an amazing job like always, dear. Bernice and I always look forward to this one every year.”

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