Page 64 of City of Sin (Men of Manhattan 1)

"Where are we going?"

I walked over to the town car I had rented for the evening. The driver hopped out and immediately opened the door.

Bee walked over to me and looked up at me expectantly.

"You'll see. Get in the car." I nodded to the open door.

She climbed in and I walked around to the other side. When I got in, she was already in the middle seat. She wanted our bodies to be pressed together. I certainly wasn't going to complain.

"You're in a tux," Bee said.

"I am."

"You look very handsome."

I smiled down at her. "Where do you think we're going?"

"I have no idea. Somewhere fancy?"

I laughed. She didn't even know about the most anticipated event of the winter. Women would die for tickets to the Silver Gala. All the city's most prestigious young professionals were going to be there. I had gotten laid every night of the Silver Gala since I graduated from college. Tonight wouldn't be any different. "We're going to the Silver Gala."

"Oh, of course." She pressed her lips together and turned to look out the window as the car started.

"Do you even know what that is?" I put my arm around her back. Touching her wasn't on the list of things I couldn't do. Actually, I was going to be touching her a lot. I could see what it did to her. She'd be begging me before the night was even half over.

"No." She looked embarrassed. "But it does sound fancy, so I was kind of right."

"Mhm." I shifted slightly so that our thighs would be touching. "The Silver Gala is held every year to raise money for St. Sabela's Children's Hospital."

"I knew you were a good guy."

"I never said I wasn't." There was a fine line between her wanting me and wanting more from me. I needed to make sure I didn't cross that line. But it was just too easy to tell her whatever she wanted to hear.

"You implied it."

"I'd be happy to remind you about all the bad things I'm into. I'm no saint, Bee."

"I know." I could see it in her eyes. She liked that I wasn't a good guy. She liked that I was forward and brash. It took all my willpower to not kiss her.

"I'm happy to remind you tonight," I said.

"Maybe you should."

"Baby, I'm planning on it."

"Don't call me that," she said. But for the first time, it didn't sound like she meant it.

"We're here," the driver said as he pulled to a stop in front of The Plaza Hotel.

Chapter 37

Bee

It really did feel like I was dreaming. I stared up at the grand old building through the car window. I had admired it from a distance whenever I walked through Central Park. The door opened and Mason put his hand out for me. I hadn't even noticed he had gotten out of the car.

He looked so handsome. When I was trying to convince myself to stay away from him, I had tried to ignore his good looks. But he was one of the most handsome men I had ever met. And with his wool jacket unbuttoned and his tux showing, he looked like he was straight out of a magazine. He could have been advertising anything. I'd want to buy whatever it was. How had I wound up here? I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

"Are you planning on driving off without me again?" He raised his left eyebrow.

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