Surprise Seduction by Jana Mercy Page B

truth from his eyes.
    “Don’t tempt me,” Adrienne warned.   “What did you do?”
    “Let’s just say Mel is sufficiently occupied for the evening preparing for an audit of his department scheduled at the last minute for first thing in the morning.”
    “I knew it!”
    The brilliant blue color outlining the iris of her eyes captured his attention.   How had he never gotten lost in her eyes before?   They were huge and captivating.   Beautiful.
    Because she’d hidden them behind those ridiculous glasses she wore.
    “I’ve never noticed your eyes are so blue.”
    “They’re not.”   Her tone was dismissive.   “You’re trying to do it again.   I’m not going to let you.”
    “What?   Kiss you?” he asked his foremost thought.
    “I meant change the subject.   But no, you aren’t going to kiss me again, either,” she denied as her hands went to her hips.
    He threw his head back, laughing at her hostile stance.  
    “Don’t count on it, lil mouse,” he warned, tugging her to him and proving her wrong with the gentle kiss he placed on her lips.   He didn’t deepen the caress, not even when he felt her resistance melt.
    Tonight wasn’t about lust.   He had that by the bucketfuls already.   Tonight was about getting to know the woman causing all those buckets to overflow.
    “Come on, Adrienne.   Let’s call a truce for tonight.   You’re here to dance.   Dance with me.”
     
    Adrienne fought the urge to get lost in sea green eyes.   She might drown in their depths.   This was not how the evening was supposed to turn out.
    Maybe she wasn’t supposed to be, but here she stood melting into Chase Aaron.   Darn his irresistible sex appeal.
    It was more than just his raw sexuality.
    He was fun to be around.   He made her laugh.   Sometimes at him.   Sometimes at herself.   Sometimes just at life in general.
    She forgot her anger with him for firing her, for causing her date who she was supposed to go into cahoots with to stand her up.   What she remembered was the twinkle in his eye when he’d warned the three men off, the warmth of his touch, the magic of the kiss they’d shared in her office.
    “A truce?” she asked.
    “For tonight, let’s put the past behind us.   Pretend as if we’ve just met and just enjoy being together.”   His words tempted.
    “After tonight?   What then?”
    “There is no after tonight.   It’s just this moment in time.   Me and you.”   His hand rose to touch her hair.   He tangled his fingers in her tresses, and breathed against her ear.   “What do you say?   Will you dance with me?”
    His tangy, male scent teased her, filling her senses to capacity with him.
    Why deny herself what she wanted so badly she hurt?   Mel wasn’t here and had to work until late into the night.   There wasn’t anything more she could do before morning.
    The man she really wanted was right here, tempting her, seducing her with his words.   For tonight, he offered her a taste of heaven—to meet him on equal ground with no pretenses between them.
    “We forget about Weston and have just met?”   She stared at him, hoping he’d say yes.
    “Yes, we’re strangers.   I’ve been watching you and want to spend the evening with you in my arms.”   He wrapped his arms around her waist, and like a moth to a flame she stepped into the light.   His light.   Dangerous and deadly as it might be.
    “Okay, we’re strangers,” she agreed.   Nervous energy bubbled.   They really were strangers.
    “Chase Aaron,” he introduced himself with a wink.
    “Adrienne.”   It was as close as she could get to giving him her real name.   If only a magic wand could be waved and Morrigans wasn’t under threat, and they had just met…
    Why hadn’t her father introduced her to Chase?
    Because he’d handpicked Roger as her husband and his successor.
    “Can I have this dance, Adrienne?”   His dimples deepened.   Her gaze lit on the indentions.   Unable to