Page 50 of David

I bite back a curse and try different doors, hoping to find one that opens into a restroom.

They’re all locked.

Annoyed, I pace back to the other end of the corridor and swing around the corner without paying much attention when I bump into a hard chest.

The fresh scent of aftershave wraps around me like a muffler when I flick my gaze up.

My eyes rove over the silvery gray shirt and sharp suit encasing David Moore’s muscular frame.

His enlarged pupils darken his gaze, yet even so, his eyes glint with excitement in the dimness.

“Oh, you…” he says, slightly amused, with the air of someone who wasn’t looking for me. “What are you doing here?”

His gaze dips to my blouse.

The colors are hard to ignore.

“You got lost?” he asks, his eyes coming to my face.

I suck in a short breath.

“I was looking for the restroom. You work here?” I ask casually.

Smiling, he evades my eyes.

“Sometimes.”

He pivots slightly and gestures toward the end of the corridor.

“You need to make a left and then a right.”

“Uh-huh.”

He catches me looking at his mouth when he brings his eyes back to me.

“Got that?”

“Yes, I did,” I say, correcting the direction of my stare.

Our eyes stay connected for a moment.

The man looks good despite the iceberg hidden in his soul.His eyes show no emotion. Only slight curiosity and fickle entertainment.

I still don’t know whether he entered that coffee shop and made a fuss about his coffee on purpose that day or he was just his usual obnoxious self.

Even now, I don’t know whether he was marching down the corridor with urgent business or was looking for me.

Although, this is quite presumptuous of me.

A man like him would probably not even remember he walked into a club with that brunette, let alone bother to find me.

I finally open my mouth and speak.

“Thank you,” I say, my gaze slanted down, taking inventory of his body in one fell swoop.

Sculpted muscles push against his suit, and the things I know about him from Rain’s book make me blush a little.

She spared no detail in her writings––no wonder it’s her best-selling book.

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