Page 139 of Sin City Lights

His blue eyes sparkled.“I’ve been thinking…”

She took another gulp of water.“Thinking?”

“Been thinking for a while. I want to buy a house.”

“Are you serious? In Vegas?”

“Where else? My business is there.”

“But, what about the penthouse at the Lark?”

“What about it?”

“It’s perfect!”

“I agree. It’s perfect for what it is. But sometimes, I miss havinga yard. We had one growing up, and every time I come here and see Jannie’s, I want to call an agent the minute I get back to Vegas. It would be nice. Some land. A couple of fruit trees. Somewhere off the strip, away from the chaos and the tourists.”

“What stopped you?”

He leaned close, his lips a hairbreadth from her ear.“What would I do in a huge house, all by myself? Such a big bed for only one…”

That brought up instant images of him, stark naked, in the sheets. She shuddered and had to gulp more water, feeling fire sweep across her skin.

“Oh. I can see how that would be a problem.”

“A big one.” He gently stroked her forearm.

She slanted him a look.“What are you doing?”

“What do you think I’m doing?”

“Seducing me in the middle of Disney?”

“Is it working?” He cuffed her wrist.

She drew a breath, feeling her pulse race under his fingers.“What, exactly, is your question?”

“The question is…” He exhaled right into her ear.“Will you take more of me?”

She looked into his eyes and found them smoldering, but there was something else there, too, a touch of vulnerability that made her stomach plummet. For now, he was paying for a big block of time, with the option to extend it, but what about when that ended?

Most guys couldn’t handle being with a woman whose job was to entertain men. She’d seen only one successful relationship where the wife worked as an escort, but that couple was in an open marriage. Her husband would pour her a glass of wine at the end of the night, while she removed her garter belt and counted all the bills.

Adam could never be that guy; he had already voiced that he was having a problem with what she did. And, if she moved in with him and it didn’t work out, she’d be without himandwithout a job.

She couldn’t risk it.

As always, he read her thoughts.“How about just come look at some houses with me? Help me decide. No pressure.”

She breathed a sigh of relief. That, she could do.

“Sounds like fun.”

He smiled against her mouth.“OK. I’ll text my Realtor friend. We can go house hunting as soon as we get back.”

“Where were you thinking?”

“Henderson. Where Dave lives, I want to start there.” He checked his watch.“We should get going. Jannie made dinner reservations.”

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