Page 13 of What Happens In Vegas
Bonni willed her body to behave and lifted her drink, sippingand keeping her gaze glued to his over the rim of the glass. It gave her a few moments to gather her thoughts, make a quick plan and decide to do a little harmless flirting. Flirting never hurt anybody, right? This sort of thing happened all the time in Vegas. Probably nothing would come of it.
He walked to the stairs, and Bonni watched him. He moved fluidly, with a leashed power that she couldalmost feel. Suddenly nervous, Bonni gulped the rest of her drink.
‘Bonni!’ Celia was nearly bouncing on her toes as she blurted out, ‘He’s coming. He’s coming.’
‘Isee that, don’t need a play-by-play. Be quiet. I’m nervous enough.’ Bonni swallowed and did her best to keep her composure, placing the glass on a low table. She wanted her hands free. Why? She wasn’t entirely sure yet.
‘Ladies,good evening.’ He smiled, and Bonni could have sworn she heard a collective sigh from her friends. He had a fantastic smile that reached his deep blue eyes and she was drawn into the depths of them. Oh, and his voice was intoxicating, making her feel drunk. Or maybe that was the champagne, mixed with the other drinks they’d had?
No, it was him. Not the drinks.
She gave herself a mental shake,recognizing that the evening had taken a very intriguing shift, and stepped forward. ‘Please, come join us. Thank you so much for sending the round over.’ Her voice quivered a little bit and she pressed her tongue to the back of her teeth, desperately trying to get herself back under control.
‘It was my pleasure.’ He homed right in on Bonni. ‘I couldn’t help but notice you on the dance floor.I’ve been watching you for a little while.’ He didn’t mince his words.
‘You have? Not sure whether that’s creepy or I should be flattered,’ Bonni replied, eyeing him a little more thoroughly. Her cop side knew which way it was leaning, but the woman was willing to give this handsome stranger the benefit of the doubt.
He laughed, tipping his head back to expose his tanned and muscular neck.Oh Lord.Bonni found herself noticing all the little things about him. How his dark hair brushed the collar of his shirt, the way his shoulders and his powerful arms stretched the fabric that was tucked neatly into a pair of snug jeans that fit perfectly on his slim hips. She had the urge to run her fingers over his muscles and touch him. His looks were a deadlycombination and exactly fitted heridea of a dream man. Dark hair, blue eyes, powerful body, tall. She fisted her hands and discovered she was smiling back at him.
‘Well, I certainly didn’t mean to be creepy. All of you ladies look like you’re having a great time and –’ he looked directly at Bonni – ‘you definitely caught my eye. I couldn’t resist sending some drinks over.’
Bonni felt a tremble ripple through her and struggledfor something to say that wouldn’t reveal how suddenly he was affecting her.
‘You don’t waste any time, do you?’ Bonni was trapped by the intensity of his stare.
‘Not when I see something I want. Do you mind if I join you, or do you have other plans?’ He took a fraction of a step closer. Bonni felt like she’d been hit by a tidal wave.
Ava scooted to Bonni’s side. ‘No, no plans. We’re just here–’ she raised her hand to indicate the club – ‘dancing, having a few drinks. Some fun. It’s our first night.’
‘Ah. I just got in myself.’ He smiled at Celia.
‘Alone?’ Bonni asked, then bit her tongue. Now she was the one being borderline creepy. But she had to know if he was with anyone. If he was, then the brakes would come on with a screeching halt.
‘Yes.’ He smiled. ‘Alone.’ He lowered hisvoice and pinned her with a look. ‘For now, anyway.’
Oh my.Bonni drew in a breath and didn’t reply. Ninety per cent of her coworkers were men, but there, she was just one of the guys. With this hot, polite, single, seemingly sober man pursuing her, she didn’t know what to do. Luckily, her friends didn’t seem to have any such issues.
‘Please excuse my friend. She’s severely jet lagged, sinceit’s, like, 2 a.m. for her back home, and it’s clearly affecting hermanners. I’m Celia, that’s Ava and Fredi, and this, this is Bonni. She’s alone too. Except for us, of course.’
Bonni was a little surprised that Celia didn’t start extolling her virtues and giving him her entire life story.
‘I’m Quinn – Quinn Bryant – and it’s a pleasure to meet you all.’
Bonni watched him interact with herfriends. She sensed an underlying power in him that she found devastatingly attractive. She was drawn to strong men. Bonni had dated a pushover once and, when the novelty of always getting her way had worn off, she vowed only to date men who could match her in strength. She could already tell that Mr Quinn Bryant fitted the bill.
There is something about this man that has me all flustered ina wonderful way.
‘Bonni.’ He smiled. Oh, she could have melted into him. The tremor deep in her body was getting harder to contain. He was doing things to her she’d never experienced before, and they’d barely talked and certainly hadn’t even touched yet.
She knew, then, that she was destined for delicious disaster.
