Page 43 of Taming Grumpy Dr. Beast
“Next question, which group did The Beatles throw a party for at the Speakeasy club?”
Lily responded immediately with, “The Monkees.”
“How are you doing this?” I asked, my tone gruff with disbelief.
“Oh, did I forget to tell you?” she asked, her eyes wide as though trying to convince me of her innocence.
“Forget to tell me what?” I grunted.
She shrugged. “I have a photographic memory.”
On the other side of Lily Dean chortled in glee. “That is fucking fantastic.”
I stared at her, my shock quickly giving way to amusement. I surprised her, and probably everyone around the table, when I let out a loud bellow of laughter. My fingers curled around the wallet in my back pocket. I opened it and drew out five one-hundred-dollar bills and handed them to her. “Well played.”
Her cheeks turned pink. “But we’re not done yet.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Will you get questions wrong in the remaining two rounds?”
“It’s unlikely,” she grinned.
God, I thought she was sexy before, but watching her use her intelligence against me was off the charts hot. I knew I couldn’t let these growing feelings get in the way of our business arrangement, but it was going to be even harder to resist her knowing she was the total package.
Chapter Twelve
Jaxon
Her laugh echoed outinto the hallway just outside my office door, followed by a little snort. The sound drew me in just as much as it repelled me. Telling myself I wanted nothing to do with Lily LeBeau was like saying I didn’t want the book she was restoring to be the one that belonged to my grandparents.
This need for her was becoming insane.
Ms. Ketill’s laugh followed Lily’s and their low voices continued the conversation. It was too low for my ears to pick up, not that I was trying. Besides, if Ms. Ketill came out and found me lurking outside the door, I had no good excuse why I couldn’t work in my space.
I growled, determined to put as much distance between myself and my office. My own damn office. I’d hardly set foot in it in the past two days in an attempt to avoid Lily. And once again I was being pulled to her location like a magnet.
The fact that my attraction to her was intensifying was enough reason to stay away. And it wasn’t just her physical beauty that drew me any longer, it was her stubbornness, her intelligence, the soft way she sometimes spoke to me. I felt like a teenage boy with my insides a mass of tangled knots when she was near.
