Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“What were you four up to?”
“Renny’s birthday.” She angled toward him, allowing him a better view of her breasts as they pushed up against the top of her dress. “Every year we do something crazy. She doesn’t just do a day, she gets the whole week. Before long I think she will claim a month. Anyway, for this year it was music battle down at Rendon Hall.”
“Music battle?”
“Like a competition. But not dancing or shooting. Music.”
He looked over at the woman whose turquoise dress looked like it had been crafted from spider web filament. Stunning but not the woman who’d gathered his attention. “Did she win?”
“She doesn’t play. But as she has the trophy, I’ll say yes.”
He crossed his arms and leaned closer to her, partly to not have to talk so loud, but most to be nearer to her. She smelled like lavender and grapefruit. As she had the night at the range. And the previous times, he’d been near her. Not that it was a lot.
“Who won it for her?”
She lowered her gaze and rolled her lower lip in her teeth.
“You did,” he said, understanding she didn’t want to talk about it.
A tiny bob of her head. Slight action but it moved those enticing curls and the devil was on him to touch them. “I did.”
The others pulled them in to the conversation and he didn’t fight it, even though, he wished it hadn’t had to happen.
“Okay, we’ve all been drinking except for my brother there. He’ll drive us all home.”
Over their heads, he winked at Davin.
Maybe he wouldn’t kill his twin just yet. It took a bit of convincing, but everyone agreed and made their way to his Jeep. They dropped off Renny and Sugar first. Then Cindy. As Tavin hopped out by the street to the house, he waved them on.
“I’ll walk from here. Make sure you get her all the way home, safe, little brother.” Tavin kissed the back of her hand. “Goodnight beautiful. Thank you for a great night.”
“Goodnight, Tavin,” she replied with a brief smile.
He idled as his brother walked off. Neha didn’t move for a short stint then looked at him.
“Are we sitting here all night?”
He grinned. “I don’t know where you live, but if you’d like to crash at my place, I have no problem with that.”
Her eyes darkened in the lamp lights.
Chapter 4
Neha watched Davin from the corner of her eye. The night air was warm, and she knew the goosebumps popping up were from something completely unweather related. And everything to do with the man driving the vehicle.
She wanted to fidget. Okay, she also wanted to jump him but that wasn’t a viable option.
Not until you get him home to your place.
Her brain didn’t need to be encouraging such behavior, in her state, she would most likely take it up on the suggestion.
He didn’t force conversation but at one of the stoplights, he looked at her. “Are you warm enough? I know the wind can be sharp. I have a jacket if you’d like.”
“Please, if it’s not too much trouble.”
His eyes moved over her. “Not at all.”
When he handed it to her, she slid it on, immediately surrounded by his scent of outdoors, the faint hint of gunpowder, and him. She nearly burrowed her face in it to get all she could.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
When they pulled into her parking lot, she looked at him when he killed the engine and removed the keys.
His expression was serious. “To your door.”
There were a few guys out that had been notorious for hitting on her and she was grateful for Davin’s jacket once more.
He was at her side and assisted her from the vehicle. She didn’t argue when he slipped his arm around her back. Together they went to the door, the guys watching but not making any comment.
She got it. Every inch of this man screamed military and one who knew how to handle himself. He let her set the pace as she walked up to the fourth floor. Out of breath most likely from the man beside her instead of the flights.
“You know there was an elevator, right?” he teased as they paused by her door.
“Makes me not forget anything when I leave.” She pulled her key from her chest as well as the case holding her id and cards.
“Lucky key,” he muttered in a voice so low she wasn’t sure she was supposed to have heard it.
Opening the door, she stepped in and turned to invite him in. He yanked his gaze up from her ass and she smiled.
“Would you like to come in?”
“I would love nothing more, but you, have been drinking and I will not take advantage.” He shook his head. “No matter how tempting.”
“In that case, are you doing anything tomorrow morning, Davin Bly?”
“No ma’am.”
She tightened her grip around the jacket she still had over her shoulders. “Come back around seven and get your jacket.”