when they were teenagers. Apparently he came back to Chicago because of her.”
“Huh. Didn’t know that. What does Sasha do?”
“She’s a landscape designer. She has her own business. She specializes in rooftop gardens. You should see the one she designed for Jack at his condo. It’s gorgeous.”
He nodded thoughtfully. “What’s her last name?”
“Bandel. Sasha Bandel.”
“Bandel. Any relation to David Bandel?”
“I don’t know…”
“He’s president of Michigan Trust.”
“Oh! That’s her dad. I didn’t know his name but I know he’s a big banker. Her brother works there too.”
“Yeah. Had lunch with them last week.”
She blinked. “Really? Wow. It is a small world. Anyway, now Kevin is dating Jack’s sister Emma. They’re all great people. Kevin and Joe’s other friend Beamer is some kind of mad scientist working on the cure for cancer or something.”
He grinned. He could tell she liked these people by the way she talked about them, her voice warm, lips curving into a smile. “Ready for dessert?”
“I am.”
He got rid of what was left on the table and brought the dessert, one large serving of tiramisu in a clear plastic container, and two forks. The top of it was covered with curls of chocolate. When Paige put the first bite into her mouth, she closed her eyes and moaned.
“Oh holy shitballs, this is so good.”
Fuck, that was hot, hearing that kind of noise from her, watching her expression of delight. His dick thickened and he pulled in a long breath. He wanted to see that expression when she was naked and underneath him. He wanted to hear her moan like that because of what he was doing to her. He shifted in the leather seat of the aircraft.
Her eyes opened and she caught him staring at her. Her eyes widened in response, no doubt seeing the heat and hunger in his expression. For a moment, something pulsed between them.
“You have some whipped cream on your lip,” he murmured.
She lifted a hand and touched the tip of her index finger to one corner of her mouth. Blood rushed to his groin. Fuck, now he was throbbing.
“Other side. Here.” He leaned forward and used his own finger to swipe the small speck of cream. Then he slipped his finger between her open lips. Her tongue touched his fingertip, her eyes fastened on his, her teeth gently closed down on him. The air around them went smoldering hot. For a long moment they looked at each other, heat building. Then her tongue gave a tiny, slow swirl, licking him. Lightning-hot need jolted him right to his core. He drew back, letting his finger trail over her bottom lip. “There you go.”
Mesmerized, he watched her face, watched her cheeks pinken, watched the red silk of her blouse lift over delicate breasts as she drew in a breath, hard little nipples poking against the thin fabric. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes in a sexy swipe and blinked at him.
He gave her a slow smile. “Like I said—a two-bedroom cottage.”
Her eyes flickered. Yup, he’d guessed right about where her thoughts had gone.
“I was presumptuous enough to arrange this whole getaway but not presumptuous enough to assume you’re going to sleep with me. So I got two bedrooms.”
Her chin lowered a little and her lips closed as if she was trying not to smile.
“But, dammit, not gonna lie. I’m gonna spend the weekend trying to get you naked and in bed with me. Because I want you. Bad.”
Chapter Nine
Paige’s eyes flew wide open and her breath stuck in her throat. Her skin heated and tingled everywhere. The plane gave a couple of bumps and she was so distracted by Raff she barely noticed.
Never in her life had she had a man look at her that way, with such blistering heat and hunger that she felt powerfully feminine and desired. Never in her life had she had a man say such things to her, to openly state he wanted her with such raw honesty. But on top of all that, never in her life had she had a man who could look at her that way,
“Huh. Didn’t know that. What does Sasha do?”
“She’s a landscape designer. She has her own business. She specializes in rooftop gardens. You should see the one she designed for Jack at his condo. It’s gorgeous.”
He nodded thoughtfully. “What’s her last name?”
“Bandel. Sasha Bandel.”
“Bandel. Any relation to David Bandel?”
“I don’t know…”
“He’s president of Michigan Trust.”
“Oh! That’s her dad. I didn’t know his name but I know he’s a big banker. Her brother works there too.”
“Yeah. Had lunch with them last week.”
She blinked. “Really? Wow. It is a small world. Anyway, now Kevin is dating Jack’s sister Emma. They’re all great people. Kevin and Joe’s other friend Beamer is some kind of mad scientist working on the cure for cancer or something.”
He grinned. He could tell she liked these people by the way she talked about them, her voice warm, lips curving into a smile. “Ready for dessert?”
“I am.”
He got rid of what was left on the table and brought the dessert, one large serving of tiramisu in a clear plastic container, and two forks. The top of it was covered with curls of chocolate. When Paige put the first bite into her mouth, she closed her eyes and moaned.
“Oh holy shitballs, this is so good.”
Fuck, that was hot, hearing that kind of noise from her, watching her expression of delight. His dick thickened and he pulled in a long breath. He wanted to see that expression when she was naked and underneath him. He wanted to hear her moan like that because of what he was doing to her. He shifted in the leather seat of the aircraft.
Her eyes opened and she caught him staring at her. Her eyes widened in response, no doubt seeing the heat and hunger in his expression. For a moment, something pulsed between them.
“You have some whipped cream on your lip,” he murmured.
She lifted a hand and touched the tip of her index finger to one corner of her mouth. Blood rushed to his groin. Fuck, now he was throbbing.
“Other side. Here.” He leaned forward and used his own finger to swipe the small speck of cream. Then he slipped his finger between her open lips. Her tongue touched his fingertip, her eyes fastened on his, her teeth gently closed down on him. The air around them went smoldering hot. For a long moment they looked at each other, heat building. Then her tongue gave a tiny, slow swirl, licking him. Lightning-hot need jolted him right to his core. He drew back, letting his finger trail over her bottom lip. “There you go.”
Mesmerized, he watched her face, watched her cheeks pinken, watched the red silk of her blouse lift over delicate breasts as she drew in a breath, hard little nipples poking against the thin fabric. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes in a sexy swipe and blinked at him.
He gave her a slow smile. “Like I said—a two-bedroom cottage.”
Her eyes flickered. Yup, he’d guessed right about where her thoughts had gone.
“I was presumptuous enough to arrange this whole getaway but not presumptuous enough to assume you’re going to sleep with me. So I got two bedrooms.”
Her chin lowered a little and her lips closed as if she was trying not to smile.
“But, dammit, not gonna lie. I’m gonna spend the weekend trying to get you naked and in bed with me. Because I want you. Bad.”
Chapter Nine
Paige’s eyes flew wide open and her breath stuck in her throat. Her skin heated and tingled everywhere. The plane gave a couple of bumps and she was so distracted by Raff she barely noticed.
Never in her life had she had a man look at her that way, with such blistering heat and hunger that she felt powerfully feminine and desired. Never in her life had she had a man say such things to her, to openly state he wanted her with such raw honesty. But on top of all that, never in her life had she had a man who could look at her that way,
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