“Thought you weren’t going to show,” he said as he patted me on the back.
“Jenner bitched about the same thing,” I said. “You guys know I wouldn’t ever bail. But once you knock up Kendall, you’ll learn that it isn’t always easy to get out the door on time.”
He pulled away and walked with me toward the tables they’d reserved. “Slow your roll. There’s no knocking up. We’re just getting in a shit-ton of practice.”
“Then, maybe it’s Jenner’s turn,” I said, moving over to my middle brother, hugging him the same way.
“What are we talking about?” Jenner asked.
“You and Jo having kids,” I replied.
“Please don’t put that into the universe,” he shot back. “We’re staying in the engaged phase for a while. If Jo gets the baby bug, we’ll steal Everly for a few days.”
“According to Eve, she’s no longer a baby.”
“That’s my girl, full of sass,” Dominick said.
I shook hands with Brett, one of our best friends, who happened to be the top entertainment agent in the country. I then moved on to his partners, Max and Jack, who were also agents, before finally making my way over to Declan.
“I brought you a little gift,” I said to him and took the napkin-wrapped cookie out of my pocket and set it on the table in front of him.
“What the fuck is this?” Declan asked, unwrapping it.
“Hannah made it.” I smiled. “You know, the girl you’re driving into the fucking grave.”
“Jesus Christ.” He held up his whiskey. “I need ten more of these just to deal with her. If she wasn’t a Dalton, I would have fired her ass a long time ago.”
For some reason, I doubted that.
I nodded toward the dessert. “Eat the cookie. Trust me, it’s one of the best you’ll ever have.”
He inspected the top and bottom. “You’re sure she didn’t poison it?”
“She doesn’t know I brought it for you.”
If she had, she would have set the whole tray on fire.
I wouldn’t tell Declan that. He didn’t need the ammunition to make her life even worse.
“Fuck me.” He moaned as he chewed. “You weren’t kidding. This is exceptional.”
“She’s good, isn’t she?”
“At least she’s good at something since it’s certainly not law.” He took a drink from his tumbler, washing down the sweetness. “Maybe she should become a baker. That sure as hell would save her a lot of headaches—headaches I plan to give her.”
“You know she’s going to be one of the top litigators at our firm.” I squeezed his shoulder. “And the moment she passes the bar, she’s going to give your ass a run for your money.”
“Bullshit.”
I smiled. “Don’t underestimate that girl, Declan.”
He waved me off. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Ford.”
When Jack joined us, starting up a conversation with Declan, I took a quick inventory of the tables. All the guys had drinks, and a waitress wasn’t anywhere in sight. So, before I took a seat, I decided to head to the bar and place an order.
“What can I get you?” the bartender asked.
“I’ll take a—”
“Espresso martini,” a woman said, cutting me off.
Her voice was so savory and enticing that I found myself turning around to see what she looked like.
And, fuck me, I was taken aback by what I saw.
My hand reached for the edge of the bar, holding on as my eyes dipped all the way down her body.
Slowly.
And rose with no hurry at all, making sure I didn’t miss a single detail.
This girl didn’t just have a beautiful face; she had it all.
She was absolutely fucking stunning.
With curly, long, dark hair that framed her face like French doors. Icy-blue eyes. Thick, heart-shaped lips, and a dusting of freckles that sat high on her cheeks, light, like whispers.
Our gazes locked.
But I couldn’t help myself.
I had to continue viewing her body.
It wasn’t often that I got to see one as perfect as hers.
I almost moaned as I studied her—her dips and curves, her arches that were emphasized by her skintight red dress.
Why the hell is it so hard to breathe?
“I’m sorry,” she said, her hand gently touching my shoulder. “I’m not the kind of girl who cuts the line, I swear. I just couldn’t tell if the bartender was asking you or me. I promise I wasn’t being rude.”
Her words didn’t register.
I was far too lost.
The iciness of her eyes holding me.
The intensity that roared beneath her stare.
But aside from her irises, there was nothing frosty about this girl.
She was all warmth and fire.
Two things I wanted to feel.
Two things I wanted to taste.
Oh fuck.
The only thing that would tone down these impulses was a drink. I looked at the bartender and said, “I’ll take a whiskey, neat, and add her order to my tab.” I handed him my credit card.
“Oh gosh, you don’t have to do that,” she said. “Please, let me buy you a drink.”
Her hand was suddenly back on my arm—I couldn’t remember the moment it had left—and the feeling of her fingers was like a blast that shot right through me. The heat from each fingertip slipping through my shirt and heading straight for my fucking dick.
“Consider it a perk of cutting me off in line.”
Even her laugh was captivating.
She repositioned, leaning her back against the bar, now giving me a full view as she faced me. “Thank you. That’s very kind of you.” She pulled back her hand, covering her mouth while she yawned. “I can’t tell you how much I need this espresso. I’m beat.”
With her palm gone, I couldn’t take my eyes off her lips. “A long day?”
“A long year.”
I chuckled. “Shit, maybe you should order two.”
Her hair fell into her face, and she instantly pushed it back, exposing both shoulders. Shoulders and a collarbone that showed the tan line of a thin bikini strap.Damn it, that was sexy.“One drink should hopefully get me over this jet lag,” she said.“Let me guess …” My words were only an excuse for me to stare harder, acting as though I could see through her. “Europe?”Her smile was sensual, beautiful. “London … how did you know?”“Call me intuitive.”“Ohhh, then you already know I only just got back this afternoon.”“Of course I do. But keep talking.”She laughed. “I was there this time for three months, so to be honest, I’m not sure if it’s today or tomorrow or if my feet are on the ground or still in the air.” She sucked in a mouthful of air. “But your eyes are telling me I’m very much here …”“You’re here.” I ran my thumb over my lips, wishing they were covered in her scent. “And this isn’t a dream … even if it feels like one.”First, she gave me a smile, then a slow bite of he
I laughed. My best friend was so over the top sometimes. “Ford is extra swoony—I can’t deny that. But I assure you, the only thing growing inside me is a heavy case of jet lag and a wicked need to take off these heels and find myself a pillow.”“His pillow.” She put her arm around my shoulders and turned me toward him, saying in my ear, “Even his name is sexy.”My eyes briefly closed. “I know.”“Do you know what I see when I look at him?”“I can’t wait to hear this.”She squeezed my shoulder. “Handcuffs. Dirty sex. Waking up in the morning with his face between your legs.” She lowered her voice, finally whispering, “That man has dominance written all over him.”I wondered if she could sense how sweaty I was getting.How it only added to the hotness Ford had already built.“You can tell that just by looking at him?”“I possess that talent. You should know this by now.”I’d only seen my best friend a handful of times over the last four years. All of our conversations had taken place ove
The combination of the martini and shots was slowly dropping my inhibitions, especially as I glanced toward Gabby, who had moved to the other side of the table, closer to Natasha and Carrie, her facial expression urging me on.“I don’t know.” I glanced down; all of this was too much. “I guess I like the way you sound.”“My voice?”I nodded as I was fixed on him again. “Yes.”“No one’s ever commented on that before.”I took a drink even though I didn’t need it. “It matches you—I mean, it fits your face, your …” I couldn’t think of what I wanted to say. Nothing was coming to me. I didn’t even feel like I was breathing. “Exterior.”The corner of his lips lifted, a half-smile so devilishly attractive. “Exterior, huh?”“If power had a sound, it’s you.”He was sitting between both tables but chose to lean his elbow on the one closest to me. “My voice isn’t where I hold my power, Sydney. At least, not in my personal life. But I’ll tell you, it wasn’t a bad guess.”My brain was spiraling.My
“What I’m thinking about is your mouth.” He ran his thumb over my bottom lip and then the top. “What it would taste like. What it would feel like.” His gaze was there, on the spot he was speaking about, making those same lips part. “And I don’t know how much longer I can wait to find out.”ThreeFord“You want to kiss me”—her voice was soft, breathless—“in the middle of the bar?”With my hand still on her cheek, I aimed her mouth up to mine. “It’s not just that I want to.” I lowered my face until we were only inches apart. “It’s that I have to.” The feeling inside me was so brutally overwhelming that I couldn’t leave this bar until I had her taste on my tongue. Until I was satisfied with the feel of her lips. That was why I’d moved my seat next to hers. To have this moment between us, to re-create the fire that I’d felt before. “If you don’t want this, Sydney, tell me to stop.”I waited.And just as I was about to close the space between us, she whispered, “Ford …” She swallowed. “I
“Even if I was going to consider it—which I’m not—Hannah and Everly are at my house. It’s not like Eve is staying at Mom and Dad’s for the night and I’m free.”“More Hannah talk,” Declan groaned. “I still can’t believe you let her watch your daughter.”“Ignore him,” Jenner said, referring to Declan. “Everly is being well taken care of tonight, so you do have all the freedom to do whatever you want—and I know that girl is exactly what you want.”“You guys don’t get it,” I told them. “This is one of the sacrifices you have to make when you have a kid, and being a single dad makes it even harder. I’m responsible for that little girl, and every move I make affects her.” I looked at my brothers. “When you guys were single, you could fuck whomever you wanted and never feel guilty about it. You could jump on a plane and leave at any time. You could stay out all night and not give a shit.” I chomped on the ice from Dominick’s glass and set the empty on the table. “My life isn’t like that.”“B
She quickly glanced at me. “We can’t go to my apartment.”“We … can’t?”She shook her head. “I just moved here, like, hours ago, remember? I don’t have a bed yet, so I’m going to be sleeping with Gabby. I can’t kick her out and have her crash on the couch. That would make me the worst bestie ever.”Fuck me.That wrecked every one of my plans.“Can’t we go to your place?” she asked.My place—a detail I didn’t want to get into.I glanced out the window, trying to come up with a plan.I could take her to a hotel; I just didn’t know how that idea would come across. I could sneak us into Dominick’s guesthouse, but Kendall was probably home, and I didn’t want to alarm her.“Sydney—” My voice cut off as our eyes connected.The hunger, the need. I didn’t know if I was gazing at my own reflection in her stare or if she felt the same way as me.Either way, I hauled her body up against me and kissed her. The warmth from her mouth, the taste of her tongue, like silent promises of what was waiting
Fuck me.I backed up a few inches, needing to take in this view.“Man”—I shook my head—“I’m one lucky motherfucker.”The dress had looked exquisite on her, but what was underneath was even better. Sydney in just her skin was a whole different level of sexy. All curves and dips and muscle. The gap between her thighs just as pronounced as I’d dreamed about at the bar.My stare dipped to her feet and slowly rose, and I moaned, “Magnificent,” as I reached her face.“You’re too much.”“Nah.” I paused, my cock fucking throbbing. “My words barely do you justice.”A flushness moved across her cheeks as she said, “Get over here.”Once I was within reach, she began to unbutton my shirt, working her way down my chest. My sports coat and shirt dropped at the same time. She didn’t stop until the only thing covering me was my boxer briefs. That was when her movements slowed, peeling the shorts down my legs until they fell.“Good God,” she whispered, gradually looking down, viewing my chest, abs. La
My cock teased her as I moved the tip around her opening. “Look at me.” I waited until she glanced over her shoulder before I gave her my crown. Just the head, nothing more. “You’re going to come again, Sydney.”“I’ve never …”She’s never had two orgasms in one night?“I’m going to change that.”I rocked my hips forward, giving her my entire shaft. She was closing in on me, tightening.“But if you keep feeling that good, you’re going to make me come.”She began to meet me in the middle, arching her hips up, adding pressure to my cock.“You like this position, don’t you?” I growled.“Yesss.”I could guess why.From here, I could reach even deeper.I could rub her clit at the same time, like I was doing now, and hit her G-spot.And every time I brushed across it, she gave me a reward.Her sounds.Fuck me, it was like music.My head leaned back as my balls tightened, and her hips began to buck against me.“Fuck, Sydney, you’re getting me far too close.”She glanced over her shoulder agai