pocket, Brody clutched the silk handkerchief tightly in his fist. “I have something I want to give you first.”
Her eyes fluttered shut and her body, as if having a mind of its own, swayed slightly and leaned in closer. Her lips pursed together and formed a small O, preparing for a kiss that never came.
“There’s gonna be plenty of time for that later, trust me,” Brody snarled, his voice heady and full of promise, “but this is what I wanted to give you.”
Avery’s eyes snapped open and a deep crimson blush reddened her cheeks. Embarrassment coursed through her. Don’t be so goddamn foolish, she silently scolded herself, but she couldn’t help it. Over the past few weeks Avery had allowed Brody back into her life, and into her bed. She knew that she was walking a fine like and that eventually she’d have to tell him everything, but not tonight. Tonight she was going to relax and enjoy his company, and if things were to… Avery’s thoughts began to drift off but Brody’s soft chuckle brought her back to the present. When she looked up, she looked into a pair of knowing eyes. It wasn’t hard to tell that his thoughts too had drifted to later this evening and to the promises it held.
“This is for you.” Brody held out his hand and unclenched his fist.
Her gaze traveled down the length of the sleek, black blazer that molded to the muscular contours of his body, past the still growing bulge in the front of his pants, and to his outstretched hand. There, in his palm, was a crumpled, gray silk handkerchief. Using his free hand, Brody began to peel back the corners, revealing what was hidden beneath.
Avery tentatively raised her hand to his. The tip of her finger skimmed the edges of the bracelet with slow and purposeful movements, as if she were committing every detail of it to memory. Crafted from sterling silver, two charms—one an intricately sculpted lotus flower and the other a miniature replica of a tattoo gun—hung amidst a string of silver beads.
“It’s beautiful,” Avery cooed, and plucked it from his hand.
“Not as beautiful as you.” Brody retrieved the bracelet from between her fingers and raised his arm, his hands encircling her wrist. “May I?”
Avery nodded and smiled.
The close proximity of his hand to her body caused droplets of sweat to form on his forehead and Brody shifted from one foot to the other as his erection strained uncomfortably against its woolen barrier. Maybe going commando tonight wasn’t the smartest choice he could’ve made.
When the bracelet was fastened, he took a step backwards and examined the vision before him. As exquisite as the silver charm bracelet was, it paled in comparison to the woman wearing it. A mass of sandy blonde curls gathered at the nape of her neck, leaving the creamy skin of her throat and shoulders exposed, but two loose curls hung freely down her back, brushing lightly against the soft thatch of skin between her shoulders. The empire dress—black, sheer, and strapless—hugged every inch of her luscious body, stopping just above her knees. A row of black glass beads lined the top of the dress and followed the curve of the neckline to where the fabric formed a V in the center of her chest. There was no doubt about it. Avery was absolutely stunning, and Brody, well, he was a goner.
“Now I’m ready to go.” He smiled and took Avery by the hand, leading her in the direction of the elevators, but not before casually adjusting himself and saving her from the potential embarrassment of the neighbors seeing him at full salute.
They rode the elevator in silence, each of them stealing a sidelong glance at the other when they thought they weren’t looking. The elevator slowed as it approached the lobby and Avery stole one last glance in his direction. Yes, his body was leaner and more muscular than before, and he wore his hair slightly different now, but standing before her was the same man she’d fallen for ages ago. Aside from the
Her eyes fluttered shut and her body, as if having a mind of its own, swayed slightly and leaned in closer. Her lips pursed together and formed a small O, preparing for a kiss that never came.
“There’s gonna be plenty of time for that later, trust me,” Brody snarled, his voice heady and full of promise, “but this is what I wanted to give you.”
Avery’s eyes snapped open and a deep crimson blush reddened her cheeks. Embarrassment coursed through her. Don’t be so goddamn foolish, she silently scolded herself, but she couldn’t help it. Over the past few weeks Avery had allowed Brody back into her life, and into her bed. She knew that she was walking a fine like and that eventually she’d have to tell him everything, but not tonight. Tonight she was going to relax and enjoy his company, and if things were to… Avery’s thoughts began to drift off but Brody’s soft chuckle brought her back to the present. When she looked up, she looked into a pair of knowing eyes. It wasn’t hard to tell that his thoughts too had drifted to later this evening and to the promises it held.
“This is for you.” Brody held out his hand and unclenched his fist.
Her gaze traveled down the length of the sleek, black blazer that molded to the muscular contours of his body, past the still growing bulge in the front of his pants, and to his outstretched hand. There, in his palm, was a crumpled, gray silk handkerchief. Using his free hand, Brody began to peel back the corners, revealing what was hidden beneath.
Avery tentatively raised her hand to his. The tip of her finger skimmed the edges of the bracelet with slow and purposeful movements, as if she were committing every detail of it to memory. Crafted from sterling silver, two charms—one an intricately sculpted lotus flower and the other a miniature replica of a tattoo gun—hung amidst a string of silver beads.
“It’s beautiful,” Avery cooed, and plucked it from his hand.
“Not as beautiful as you.” Brody retrieved the bracelet from between her fingers and raised his arm, his hands encircling her wrist. “May I?”
Avery nodded and smiled.
The close proximity of his hand to her body caused droplets of sweat to form on his forehead and Brody shifted from one foot to the other as his erection strained uncomfortably against its woolen barrier. Maybe going commando tonight wasn’t the smartest choice he could’ve made.
When the bracelet was fastened, he took a step backwards and examined the vision before him. As exquisite as the silver charm bracelet was, it paled in comparison to the woman wearing it. A mass of sandy blonde curls gathered at the nape of her neck, leaving the creamy skin of her throat and shoulders exposed, but two loose curls hung freely down her back, brushing lightly against the soft thatch of skin between her shoulders. The empire dress—black, sheer, and strapless—hugged every inch of her luscious body, stopping just above her knees. A row of black glass beads lined the top of the dress and followed the curve of the neckline to where the fabric formed a V in the center of her chest. There was no doubt about it. Avery was absolutely stunning, and Brody, well, he was a goner.
“Now I’m ready to go.” He smiled and took Avery by the hand, leading her in the direction of the elevators, but not before casually adjusting himself and saving her from the potential embarrassment of the neighbors seeing him at full salute.
They rode the elevator in silence, each of them stealing a sidelong glance at the other when they thought they weren’t looking. The elevator slowed as it approached the lobby and Avery stole one last glance in his direction. Yes, his body was leaner and more muscular than before, and he wore his hair slightly different now, but standing before her was the same man she’d fallen for ages ago. Aside from the
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