Page 9 of Bad Boys After Dark - Brett
Like a Dirty Girl Scout.
Her mouth watered with the thought of that delicious drink, but her body heated up with the memory of the dirty playboy who had bought it for her.
And danced with me.
And walked me home.
And didn’t kiss me.
She’d felt her biggest distraction’s touch long after he’d dropped her off last night, and it had been his voice whispering in her ear as she’d pleasured herself in an effort to stop thinking about him. The short-lived relief had only left her wishing it had been him doing the deed.
She glanced down at her phone. She’d been shocked, and delighted, when she’d received Brett’s text, but now a wave of disappointment washed through her at the sight of the blank screen.
She’d spent half the night dissecting their interactions, wondering if there was something wrong with her, and the other half thankful that he hadn’t pushed her to sleep with him. She’d hoped the morning would bring clarity to her lust-addled brain. After all, she had no one-night stand to regret. But after hours of remembering how he’d held her, how tempting his body had felt, and the sensual way he’d spoken, when the sun rose, she was still muddled with confusion. As if that wasn’t enough to turn her inside out, the look in his eyes when they’d stood outside her apartment last night, when he’d said, Sleep well, Sexy Sophie. Thanks for an incredible night, had only made her want him more.
Great. Now she’d never stop thinking about him.
She closed her eyes, telling herself to focus on the boring conversations going on around her. The ones that made her want to gouge her eyes out. That might be better than fantasizing about a man who admittedly is allergic to commitment.
“There you are, Pookie Bear.”
Sophie’s eyes flew open at the sound of Brett’s deep voice. Holy cow. What was he doing there? And who the hell was Pookie Bear? He stood at the far side of the room, devilishly handsome in a black dress shirt and slacks, and so focused on her, she wanted to be his Pookie Bear.
He wasted no time eating up the distance between them, carrying himself with such a commanding air of self-confidence he drew the attention of the women and men in the room. His arm swept around Sophie’s waist, and he grinned at her. “I have been looking all over for you. Are you ready to go, Pooks?”
Go? Pooks? “What are you doing here?” she whispered.
He pressed his cheek to hers as he led her toward the door and said, “Saving your fine ass from the worst night of your life.”
Ten minutes later they were laughing in the back of a cab. “I can’t believe you did that! I’d been trying to figure out a way to leave for an hour, but every time I started to, someone would rope me into a conversation. I swear, if I had to watch one more person swish wine around their mouth before swallowing, I would have lost my mind.”
His lips curved up in a lustful grin. “I think you’d better not use words like swallow around me right now.”
“Right now, or ever?”
“How about we say right now.” He put his arm around her and pulled her closer. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”
She tried to move out from under his arm, but he held on tight. “Does this surprise have anything to do with us being naked?”
“Oh, baby, you know how to make me crazy.”
“No. I just know what you’re really like.”
“Do you?” His expression turned serious. “Why don’t you tell me what I’m really like?”
“Seriously?” She stared out the window at the passing lights of the city, turning over responses in her mind. It was Saturday night. Shouldn’t he have moved on to a sure thing by now?
“Yes.”
He curled his hand around her shoulder, and when she turned toward him, he was right there, as close as he’d been last night when they were dancing. His breath carried the faint scent of spearmint, and she had the urge to taste it. She really needed to get over this infatuation before she got herself in trouble.
He raised his brows expectantly, and she realized he was still waiting for an answer.
“Okay, fine. What are you like? You’re funny, smart, you love your family, and you are hotter than any man I’ve ever known.” The words fell fast and easy from her lips, but they were the truth, and she didn’t want to take them back.
