splayed fingers close to
her head. His body heat reached, his broad shoulders blocked everything else and all she saw was him. She
was surrounded by him. Trevor.
“Leave me alone?” Her tone was hopeful because really, her life would be easier if he did leave her
alone.
A little lonely and full of regret but definitely easier.
“I can’t,” he said in an aching whisper, and her body tightened with need. “Go to dinner with me. Let
me convince you I’m not such a bad guy.”
“I shouldn’t,” she said quickly.
“You want to.”
She sighed. “You’re cocky.”
“Hmm, say that again.” His lids lowered, his entire focus seemingly on her mouth.
“Say what again? Cocky?”
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“Yeah.” He nodded, lids lifting, revealing his burning, hungry gaze. “Now take the ‘y’ off and say it
one more time.”
“You’re bad.” She swatted at his chest, but he caught her hand, brought it to his mouth where he
pressed a lingering kiss to her knuckles.
Thank God for the wall. It gave her something to lean against while her legs went weak at the touch of
his lips on her skin.
“You like it.”
“No, really I don’t.”
Trevor ignored her little insult, just clutched her fingers tighter. “Say yes. Say you’ll go to dinner with
me. Tonight.”
“Tonight?” If she was going to do this—and really she wasn’t—then she’d prefer some time to plan
an outfit, a look, something. Just plan. Spontaneous dinner dates with heartbreakers wasn’t her thing.
“Yes, tonight. After the show.”
“It’ll be late,” she protested, but he ignored that, too.
“And I’ll be starving. Say yes, Scarlett.”
She loved the way he said her name, the way he commanded her. It thrilled her right down to her toes.
And elsewhere, too. “I shouldn’t.”
“You will.”
“Trevor—” she started but he shushed her, dropping her hand to press his fingers to her lips.
“You’re going.” His fingers didn’t leave her mouth. No, in fact, they started to stroke, tease, touching
first one corner, then the other, and she trembled.
“My choice where we eat?” Her voice was shaky, her entire body shaky. She breathed deep, her
mouth parting, his fingers dipping between her lips.
“Your choice.” He teased her some more, smoothed one finger back and forth across her lower lip.
She closed her lips around it, dabbed her tongue at the tip. “I want to kiss you so fucking bad.”
Oh yeah, thank goodness for the wall. Her legs were jelly, her stomach clenched and her pussy was
positively throbbing. All because he touched her mouth with his finger and looked at her as if he wanted to
devour her in one swallow.
She released his finger from between her lips yet he still touched her, traced a path along her upper
lip. “Okay.”
“You’ll go?” His voice was hopeful, his expression matched and he looked so endearingly cute she
was glad she’d agreed.
“Yes. Just dinner,” she added though she had a feeling it was futile. Pointless.
This would not be just a meal. The chemistry brewed and bubbled between them as they spoke, as
they looked at each other and it was so much more than just a simple night out. She could feel it.
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His hand dropped, his smile grew. “Good. Think of a place to go. Somewhere good and a little
private.”
“Why?” What did he want to do, seduce her in the restaurant? He could do that with one look, one
touch. He was doing it now, backstage with people milling around. Anyone could stumble upon them at
any minute.
“Because I want you to myself.” He pushed away from the wall, away from her and she felt suddenly
empty, cold without his body heat surrounding her. “Bye, Scarlett.”
She watched him go, took a few moments to gather her wits, wait for the strength to come back to her
legs. It wasn’t ’til he was completely out of sight that she realized he hadn’t even
her head. His body heat reached, his broad shoulders blocked everything else and all she saw was him. She
was surrounded by him. Trevor.
“Leave me alone?” Her tone was hopeful because really, her life would be easier if he did leave her
alone.
A little lonely and full of regret but definitely easier.
“I can’t,” he said in an aching whisper, and her body tightened with need. “Go to dinner with me. Let
me convince you I’m not such a bad guy.”
“I shouldn’t,” she said quickly.
“You want to.”
She sighed. “You’re cocky.”
“Hmm, say that again.” His lids lowered, his entire focus seemingly on her mouth.
“Say what again? Cocky?”
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“Yeah.” He nodded, lids lifting, revealing his burning, hungry gaze. “Now take the ‘y’ off and say it
one more time.”
“You’re bad.” She swatted at his chest, but he caught her hand, brought it to his mouth where he
pressed a lingering kiss to her knuckles.
Thank God for the wall. It gave her something to lean against while her legs went weak at the touch of
his lips on her skin.
“You like it.”
“No, really I don’t.”
Trevor ignored her little insult, just clutched her fingers tighter. “Say yes. Say you’ll go to dinner with
me. Tonight.”
“Tonight?” If she was going to do this—and really she wasn’t—then she’d prefer some time to plan
an outfit, a look, something. Just plan. Spontaneous dinner dates with heartbreakers wasn’t her thing.
“Yes, tonight. After the show.”
“It’ll be late,” she protested, but he ignored that, too.
“And I’ll be starving. Say yes, Scarlett.”
She loved the way he said her name, the way he commanded her. It thrilled her right down to her toes.
And elsewhere, too. “I shouldn’t.”
“You will.”
“Trevor—” she started but he shushed her, dropping her hand to press his fingers to her lips.
“You’re going.” His fingers didn’t leave her mouth. No, in fact, they started to stroke, tease, touching
first one corner, then the other, and she trembled.
“My choice where we eat?” Her voice was shaky, her entire body shaky. She breathed deep, her
mouth parting, his fingers dipping between her lips.
“Your choice.” He teased her some more, smoothed one finger back and forth across her lower lip.
She closed her lips around it, dabbed her tongue at the tip. “I want to kiss you so fucking bad.”
Oh yeah, thank goodness for the wall. Her legs were jelly, her stomach clenched and her pussy was
positively throbbing. All because he touched her mouth with his finger and looked at her as if he wanted to
devour her in one swallow.
She released his finger from between her lips yet he still touched her, traced a path along her upper
lip. “Okay.”
“You’ll go?” His voice was hopeful, his expression matched and he looked so endearingly cute she
was glad she’d agreed.
“Yes. Just dinner,” she added though she had a feeling it was futile. Pointless.
This would not be just a meal. The chemistry brewed and bubbled between them as they spoke, as
they looked at each other and it was so much more than just a simple night out. She could feel it.
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His hand dropped, his smile grew. “Good. Think of a place to go. Somewhere good and a little
private.”
“Why?” What did he want to do, seduce her in the restaurant? He could do that with one look, one
touch. He was doing it now, backstage with people milling around. Anyone could stumble upon them at
any minute.
“Because I want you to myself.” He pushed away from the wall, away from her and she felt suddenly
empty, cold without his body heat surrounding her. “Bye, Scarlett.”
She watched him go, took a few moments to gather her wits, wait for the strength to come back to her
legs. It wasn’t ’til he was completely out of sight that she realized he hadn’t even
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