Page 29 of Prognosis Temporary

Unfortunately for him, Callie’s table was opposite which meant every time he looked up, she was in his direct line of sight. Looking at him. All tall and curvy and sexy and totally undressing him with her eyes.

It was crazy. And a total turn-on.

Business, he told herself.

Business. Business. Business.

But it was hard to listen to the MC’s prattle with his attention straying a little too often. When the auction commenced he bid on everything because it gave him something to do with his brain and his hands that didn’t involve dragging Callie upstairs and getting her out of that dress.

But every now and then a glint would catch his eye - a twinkle of an earring, a glimmer at her neck as the flame from a table candle caused the jewellery to flash like a beacon - and he glanced over. Then their gazes would lock and he had absolutely no doubt from the flare in her amber eyes that he was naked in her head.

By the time dessert was served Sebastian was about at the end of his rope. So too, it seemed was Callie, as she stood and left the table. Sebastian assumed she was going to the restrooms but when she sailed past and made for the exit, so did he.

She was at the lifts by the time Sebastian caught her up. ‘Are you okay?’ he asked.

She punched at the button wildly, giving him a tight smile. ‘I have a really bad headache.’

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glittered with something that could be fever but Sebastian doubted it. Not a normal fever, anyway. A sexual one? Absolutely. ‘I have some medication in my room,’ he offered.

Her mouth parted as their eyes met and Sebastian could see she knew he was inviting her to his room for more than some paracetamol and a cold compress.

‘I’ll be fine.’ She pressed the button again.

‘Let me come with you.’

She shook her head and shut her eyes briefly, opening them again when the lift dinged. Sebastian slid his hand onto her wrist as the doors slid open and Callie took a step inside. His thumb brushed the pulse fluttering at her wrist and he actually felt her shiver.

‘Don’t,’ she whispered, pulling against his light hold. ‘Please don’t.’

Sebastian released her instantly even though he wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms. She fled into the lift, stabbing at a button on the console. She looked hot and sexy in her purple dress but utterly forlorn as she stood there raising her gaze to meet his and holding until the lift doors closed and took her away.

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