Steamed by Desiree Holt, Allie Standifer Page B

one of his friends.
    Time to change the subject.
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    “So who’s the looker talking to your future wives?” He waved his glass in the direction of the three women, hoping he sounded casual.
    “My about-to-be sister-in-law,” Skyler answered. “That’s Kira. Kasey’s sister.” His mouth curved in a slow smile. “Want an introduction?”
    Did he? His cock was telling him yes. Definitely.
    “No.” He tried to appear nonchalant. “Just asking out of curiosity. She’s…a good-looking woman.”
    Reed burst out laughing. “Good-looking? Hell, the Jacobs women are flat-out gorgeous.”
    “Come on,” Skyler insisted. “I think you two might hit it off.”
    Yes, his cock said again.
    “Well, okay then. Sure. If you don’t mind.”
    “Grant, my man, it would be a pleasure. Come on.”
    Up close Kira Jacobs was even sexier than at first glance. Hazel eyes glimmered beneath thick dark lashes and one tiny dimple winked at the left corner of her mouth.
    Her red dress was made of some kind of soft fabric. It fell easily over her breasts and caressed her generous hips the way Grant wanted to. He had to touch this woman, even if it was just for a moment.
    She smiled when Skyler introduced them and held out her hand.
    “Nice meeting you.”
    Grant set his glass down on a nearby tray and took the small hand in his large one.
    “How about a dance?”
    Now where had that come from? He saw Skyler and Reed exchanging amused glances with their fiancées but he just ignored them, leading Kira out onto the dance floor. The DJ had switched to something slow and smooth and he pulled her against his body. Her full breasts pressed against his chest and his groin tightened. He put both arms around her and slid one hand down to the indentation at the base of her spine, 9
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    splaying his fingers against the soft flesh. He wanted to drift lower, to the curve of her ass, but he figured on a four-second acquaintanceship he was already pushing his luck.
    He rested his head against the top of her head, inhaling her scent. Something spicy but light. God, she smelled fantastic.
    “So, um, are you a cop like the brothers?” she asked, tilting her head back to look at him.
    “No, no I’m not.” Grant maneuvered one hand up to loosen his tie. The room had suddenly gotten very hot.
    “So then what are you?”
    “Just another friend. The Brodys and I go way back.” He didn’t want to talk about his friends or what he did for a living. He was imagining what she’d look like without her clothes, and realized his hands were wandering up and down her back. He had to stop before he disgraced both of them on the dance floor. A sliding glance told him Skyler and Reed were watching them with huge, shit-eating grins on their faces.
    “Listen. Would you like a drink?”
    “Oh.” She sounded startled. “Well, yes. Sure. That would be nice.”
    Her voice had such a soft, musical quality to it he thought he could listen to it all night long. He hated breaking the intimate contact with her but he was afraid he’d embarrass himself in a minute if he didn’t. He got another club soda for himself and white wine for Kira.
    “How about if we go out in the hallway and drink these?” he asked. “It’s really hot and crowded in here.”
    She looked at him a little strangely, but then she smiled and he knew he was sunk.
    Smitten. Bitten. Whatever. In a few brief minutes. He guided her out into the wide hotel hallway, with furniture placed strategically here and there. He found a small table with two chairs against the wall and led her over there. When she smiled at him over the rim of her glass and that little dimple winked, his cock stood up and saluted.
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    Holy hell!
    “Has anyone ever told you what a beautiful woman you are?” he asked, and then wanted to smack himself for such a stale line.
     
    Kira stared at the man across from her, wondering what it was about him that had turned her on the