Page 35 of An Inconvenient Marriage
Was Zach that man for me?
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Zach
Withacurse,Ichecked my watch, then slipped the card into its slot to unlock the door. Thanks to the halt in the Vegas contract, my meeting had run later than expected. Way later. We had to meet Javier in ten minutes, and I hadn’t even changed yet.
It was a good thing I wore suits most days. I just hoped Natalie was ready, too. Although if our wedding day was anything to go by, she was probably still lounging in a bubble bath.
Shit. Natalie in a bubble bath was an image I really didn’t need inside my brain right now.
Or ever.
With an irritated sigh, I pushed the door open and froze.
Natalie wasn’t just ready, she was a vision in the dress I’d sent up for her. Hell, she was even more gorgeous in the short number than she was in the long gown on the day we’d gotten married.
And since she hadn’t noticed me yet, I took my fill.
My gaze started at the shiny black stiletto she slipped onto her foot. Then slowly traveled up those long, toned legs that would look magnificent wrapped around my waist, or better yet, on either side of my head.
I moved up to the bodice hugging her breasts. I wanted to replace the material with my hands. No, my mouth. Would she arch into me? Beg me for more?
Shit.
Shifting from one foot to the other, I turned my attention to her hair. The blonde curls hung loose over her shoulders. My fingers itched to wrap those curls around my fist as I drove my tongue past her pretty lips.
Taste.
Claim.
Devour.
Double shit.
I was hard just from ogling her. How the hell was I going to get through an entire fucking dinner?
I was still pondering that and staring at her like a starved beast when she straightened and her gaze collided with mine.
Her red-painted mouth popped open in a little gasp. “Oh, you’re here.”
She bit her lip, and I almost lost my damn mind.
“Hi.”
“Hey.” My voice was low and hoarse. I cleared my throat, then spoke again, “Ready to go?”
Natalie nodded, then grabbed her clutch from the couch and walked to where I was standing. The moment she reached me, oranges and hints of jasmine and rose knocked me over the head.
It was all I could do to not bend down and drag my nose along her neck to get a bigger whiff of her. Or flick my tongue over her skin to find out if she tasted as delicious as she smelled.
Fucking hell, here I go again.
It would have been wise to maybe take a shower and get rid of some of this tension, but I really didn’t have time.
“Let’s get this over with.” My irritation was evident in my tone, but I didn’t care. I was already having a hard enough time keeping my damn erection from growing. Niceties were not at the top of my list.
Preparing to leave, I spun on my heel and gripped the door. I couldn’t even take one step before Natalie’s hand curled around my arm.
