of a Ferrari.” But Sarah’s question had already planted a bug in Madie’s ear. She could almost hear it buzzing as the idea took flight.
The class volume dropped. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, when he knows that you’re not looking,” Sarah said. “It’s seriously intense. There’s more than lust happening. Let me tell you.”
“Really? He said that he didn’t notice me in class,” Madie asked.
“I know what he said, but it was a lie. He probably didn’t want to come off as eager in case you blew him off. As if you’re that stupid.” Sarah bent her head to Madie’s ear. “It’s hard for me to admit it since it hurts a girl’s ego, but last night at the pub Damon couldn’t take his eyes off you.”
“But—” Madie’s confusion was growing in leaps and bounds.
“Trust me, I know men.” Sarah gave her a knowing smile. “I’ve never seen a guy work so hard to show disinterest. I bet he had eye strain this morning from fighting to keep from looking at you.” She squeezed Madie’s hand. “I just want you to be happy.”
“I know but—”
“But nothing. You deserve to be happy, Madie. You can’t do that if you’re constantly trying to please everyone but yourself.” Sarah leaned in closer. “Besides, did you see the way that blond guy in the bar last night was looking at me?”
“Yes.” Madie grinned. “It was impossible to miss.”
“If you tell anyone I said this, I’ll kill you.” Sarah’s face was fierce. She looked to her right and then to her left before turning back to Madie. “He made my panties wet.”
Madie laughed. She couldn’t help it. That was the last thing she’d expected Sarah to say. As secrets went, it wasn’t a surprise, but it certainly lightened the mood.
“I’ll have Mr. Tall, Blond and Sexy eating out of my hand in no time.” Sarah sat back on the stool and crossed her arms over her chest. “So, I don’t want to hear any more protests from you. Go out with Damon. Have a good time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She waggled her eyebrows.
Madie wasn’t so sure Mr. Tall, Blond and Sexy could be so easily manipulated. There was something different about him that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Well if anyone could tame the savage beast, Sarah could. Of course she had to find him first.
Since that was the only time they’d ever seen him that could be a problem. Madie decided to keep that thought to herself. A little challenge in her life might do Sarah some good.
“Don’t get any crazy ideas,” Madie said. “It’s just dinner.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Sarah gave Madie’s hand a knowing pat. “I better get the lowdown Monday morning. No censoring allowed.”
“What are you going to do tonight?” Madie asked.
“Be vewy, vewy quiet,” Sarah said doing her best cartoon character impression. “I’m hunting bwonds.”
Madie laughed. “Be careful. He looks like he bites.”
“Only if I’m very lucky.” Sarah grinned.
Chapter Eleven
Damon’s day was a total wash. He hadn’t been able to concentrate on work and lost a chance to buy a valuable Renoir sketch because of it. Luc had disappeared, or was avoiding him. If he were smart it was the latter.
He knew the pup was young and impetuous. Hell, Damon had been the same way at that age. Luc was only looking out for the pack, unlike his Alpha, who was finding it harder and harder to distinguish between loyalty lines. Once he had calmed down, Damon realized he’d overreacted.
Luc was his friend, his Beta. He trusted him with his life.
Yet, it was Madie who’d haunted him all day. Visions of her lush body danced before his eyes. Her skin soft and pliant, her mouth inviting. His palms itched at the thought of touching her. Damon imagined her in so many phases of undress that his shaft became engorged and he needed to stand.
Damn her. He was the one who was supposed to be doing the seducing.
Her sinfully full lips
The class volume dropped. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, when he knows that you’re not looking,” Sarah said. “It’s seriously intense. There’s more than lust happening. Let me tell you.”
“Really? He said that he didn’t notice me in class,” Madie asked.
“I know what he said, but it was a lie. He probably didn’t want to come off as eager in case you blew him off. As if you’re that stupid.” Sarah bent her head to Madie’s ear. “It’s hard for me to admit it since it hurts a girl’s ego, but last night at the pub Damon couldn’t take his eyes off you.”
“But—” Madie’s confusion was growing in leaps and bounds.
“Trust me, I know men.” Sarah gave her a knowing smile. “I’ve never seen a guy work so hard to show disinterest. I bet he had eye strain this morning from fighting to keep from looking at you.” She squeezed Madie’s hand. “I just want you to be happy.”
“I know but—”
“But nothing. You deserve to be happy, Madie. You can’t do that if you’re constantly trying to please everyone but yourself.” Sarah leaned in closer. “Besides, did you see the way that blond guy in the bar last night was looking at me?”
“Yes.” Madie grinned. “It was impossible to miss.”
“If you tell anyone I said this, I’ll kill you.” Sarah’s face was fierce. She looked to her right and then to her left before turning back to Madie. “He made my panties wet.”
Madie laughed. She couldn’t help it. That was the last thing she’d expected Sarah to say. As secrets went, it wasn’t a surprise, but it certainly lightened the mood.
“I’ll have Mr. Tall, Blond and Sexy eating out of my hand in no time.” Sarah sat back on the stool and crossed her arms over her chest. “So, I don’t want to hear any more protests from you. Go out with Damon. Have a good time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She waggled her eyebrows.
Madie wasn’t so sure Mr. Tall, Blond and Sexy could be so easily manipulated. There was something different about him that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Well if anyone could tame the savage beast, Sarah could. Of course she had to find him first.
Since that was the only time they’d ever seen him that could be a problem. Madie decided to keep that thought to herself. A little challenge in her life might do Sarah some good.
“Don’t get any crazy ideas,” Madie said. “It’s just dinner.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Sarah gave Madie’s hand a knowing pat. “I better get the lowdown Monday morning. No censoring allowed.”
“What are you going to do tonight?” Madie asked.
“Be vewy, vewy quiet,” Sarah said doing her best cartoon character impression. “I’m hunting bwonds.”
Madie laughed. “Be careful. He looks like he bites.”
“Only if I’m very lucky.” Sarah grinned.
Chapter Eleven
Damon’s day was a total wash. He hadn’t been able to concentrate on work and lost a chance to buy a valuable Renoir sketch because of it. Luc had disappeared, or was avoiding him. If he were smart it was the latter.
He knew the pup was young and impetuous. Hell, Damon had been the same way at that age. Luc was only looking out for the pack, unlike his Alpha, who was finding it harder and harder to distinguish between loyalty lines. Once he had calmed down, Damon realized he’d overreacted.
Luc was his friend, his Beta. He trusted him with his life.
Yet, it was Madie who’d haunted him all day. Visions of her lush body danced before his eyes. Her skin soft and pliant, her mouth inviting. His palms itched at the thought of touching her. Damon imagined her in so many phases of undress that his shaft became engorged and he needed to stand.
Damn her. He was the one who was supposed to be doing the seducing.
Her sinfully full lips
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