Page 26 of Filthy Rich Temptation
Sadie
Whoa. Did that just happen?
If not for Theo’s sunglasses and the tilt of his head, I’d swearhe’d been eyeing me up.
Theo.Me.
He couldn’t have been.
Not just now. Not in the car. Not in his flat.
Just like he hadn’t been seven years ago.
Because let’s face it, my track record with Theo is the worst.
My track record with men,period, is the worst.
But the air had been charged with something – my whole body thrumming with that low-level awareness that comes from being watched.
And Iknowthat sensation.
Danny did it plenty. In public, in private…
It used to thrill me.
Until he taught me to fear it.
But out here, on the boat, with my little girl and Theo –hiseyes,hisattention…
The only thing I’m afraid of is making a fool of myself again.
Is it any wonder I’m getting carried away, though?
The man is literally transforming before my eyes – from billionaire bachelor to babysitter of the year. Rowing a boat with my three-year-old on his lap, letting her call the shots like he’s on salary and she’s chairing the board.
It’s ridiculous.
And unfortunately, stupidly hot.
‘What’s so funny?’
I lift my gaze from Lottie to find his sunglasses fixed on me, that damned grin too. A jolt of lust fires straight through my core. ‘Huh?’
‘You just laughed?’
Busted.
‘I did?’
He gives a low ‘Mhm?’ and my nipples perk up – tight, tingly, primed for more. What kind of superpoweristhat?
‘I’m not sure you want to hear it.’
Dammit, I sound like a bloody chipmunk on helium!
‘Now I definitely want to know…’
Amusement thickens his voice, and I press my thighs together, desperate to fight the ache now thrumming between them.
