They made a powerful couple and drew numerous stares. Those watching couldn’t look away from the ruggedly sexy man with the stunningly gorgeous woman in his arms.
Before the song ended, Levi caught her hand and pulled her from the dance floor. Sara lifted the edge of her dress to keep from stepping on the hem as she was pulled through the crowded room.
People gave them knowing smiles, but she wondered if those smiles would last if they knew he wasn’t the man she’d come with.
She tried to stop him, but Levi appeared to be on a mission, and she was pulled out of the venue door and across the lobby.
The elevator down from the tenth floor was full, and Levi took the opportunity to crowd her against the back of the car and step in close.
Her breath caught and she planted her hands on his lean hips. When the doors pinged open and the crowd spilled out, he took her by the wrist and walked toward the exit.
When they were outside in the cool May night, Levi kept walking.
Where in the world was he taking her?
That’s when Sara stopped by planting her feet.
He spun, their fingers still locked together, his eyes held hers, and then he stalked the two steps back to her.
Sliding one powerful arm around her waist, he lifted her up and around the side of the building.
And there, with her back pressed to the cold concrete, he kissed her.
The kiss was achingly slow, but filled with so much heat that she clutched at his lapels and moaned softly into his mouth.
Levi did what he swore he would never do again.
He kissed Sara and the world disappeared. He was no longer a bodyguard, nor a former soldier, or a secret operative.
Right then, he was only a man who wanted a woman like never before.
“Come with me,” he breathed the words out against her swollen lips.
“I can’t, I’m here with my boss.”
He kissed her again, this time harder, and she melted against him.
“Tell your boss to fuck off,” he ordered once he’d lifted his head.
“You can’t just show up here expecting to get laid.” She was frowning at him fiercely.
Uh oh.
That was exactly what he wanted. Shit. He had taken her from the venue like he owned her and that was far from the case.
What the fuck did he think he was going to do? Take her to the limo and fuck her on the seat?
One part of his brain, the one that ran his dick, thought that was a grand idea. The other brain said that it probably wasn’t going to fly.
He wanted inside her. He wanted her silkiness wrapped around him until they were both too exhausted to move.
But the universe had other plans when a woman’s voice called out to him.
“Levi…Levi Huxley?”
Sara jerked away from him, and Levi gripped her shoulders hard to keep her still, but he knew he had to let her go.
If only for now.