Page 58 of Sin City Lights

But this was different. He liked her. Had he not known what she did for a living, he would have believed she was the girl next door because her personality and attitude didn’t match her profession. He found himself wanting to get to know her and to learn why she’d ended up where she was.

“None of them were from you,” she insisted.“You said you called to ask about me. I didn’t know you’d formally made requests.”

“I made four, Eve.”

She stared at him, lips parting.“They never told me.” Her voice was soft.

Relief flooded him, followed by anger.

“Why? Why would Eleet do such a thing?”

A tiny smile curved her pink lips.“I think I know.”

Her lashes lowered. Her gaze drifted down over his body, and he felt that gaze as surely as if it were an actual touch.

And then she did reach out and touch him. Her fingertips trailed down his forearm, nails raking lightly over his skin. His muscles twitched involuntarily.

Her gaze dipped to his lap. Adam breathed faster.

“Because,” she murmured, her fingers wrapping around his wrist,“you have a huge c…”

Adam’s throat spasmed. The wine nearly shot up his nose. He coughed.

“…credit,” she finished.

Ah. They had already collected his money and needed a fresh influx of cash. At least now, it made sense.

What didn’t make sense was how much of an issue he had with what she did for a living. The fact that he did have a problem with it was a complication.

But in his experience, problems could be solved with perseverance, and an idea formed that just might work, at least for now.

“I guess a talk with Eleet is in order,” he said.“But I have a proposition for you.”

She blinked.“For me?”

She took her hand off his wrist, which was a good thing because her touch was swiftly causing hard consequences.

He sipped his wine.“What does your schedule look like for the next three months?”

Her lips parted, then formed a lush, pinkOthat he wanted to capture with his mouth and thoroughly plunder.“The next three months?”

“That’s what I said.” He took another swallow, regarding her intently.

“Why?”

“Because I want to take you for the next three months.”

Literally.

He had purposely lowered his voice, and, he noted with satisfaction, a little shiver ran through her.

“You want to book me for an entire quarter.” It wasn’t a question.

He nodded.“Affirmative.”

She was silent for a beat.“How come?”

He wanted to snark that coming had a lot to do with it, but her wide-eyed apprehension stopped him. Somehow, she brought out all the good manners his mother had ever taught him.

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