Page 248 of Enthrall Shadows
My thoughts were dominated by all those times he’d made me come. He smelled like sin and love wrapped up in a dangerous spell, rendering me speechless.
I wanted to reach up and brush my fingers through his silky, short hair.
“You chose this song?” I whispered.
Henry nodded. “Us naked in a hut in the middle of nowhere. A bewitching woman in my arms, much like now. Unafraid of anything, as far as I can tell.”
Here we were, reenacting our dance to Neil Diamond’s heartfelt love song.
Oursong.
“I’ll never forget that time with you,” I said softly.
His thumb brushed along my spine. “Me neither.”
“I thought we weren’t meant to be seen together?”
“I make the rules.” His arm wrapped tighter around my waist. “I break the rules.”
Henry’s hug felt like home.
Yet both of us knew the fragility of our future.
He gave a friendly nod to someone across the room. “Love the revenge dress.”
“Bring on the scandal.”
“You’re stunning in every conceivable way. Every man in here wants you.”
I arched an amused brow.
“Did you wear that so I wouldn’t take my eyes off you?” He smirked. “Naked or otherwise, I can’t look away—worth remembering.”
“I’ll try.”
“You’re a hard person to get hold of.”
“I needed time.”
“Totally acceptable.”
“Thank you for the champagne.”
“Of course.”
I was trying to play it cool, trying not to show how this man brought me to my knees—working hard to keep my expression neutral so those who observed us would think this was just a dance.
Henry dipped me and then brought me up even closer. “What did de Sade mean when he said you have until tomorrow?”
“I’ve been offered a position.”
“I thought you’d accepted the offer in Beverly Hills?”
“I’ve been headhunted.”
“As a therapist?” He leaned back a little to read me.
A flash went off—the official photographer for the evening had taken our picture.
