Page 7 of Tempting Gabe
In silence they walked around his home. She saw the pale blue walls and the Renaissance couples that seemed like original paintings on one wall and a tapestry hanging on another. The chandeliers made this room look more like a palace then a home. She followed his direction though her gaze stopped on the granite appearing Italian marble though he continued without one glance in any direction. They passed a closed door which she assumed was his room and a few seconds later he opened the second door. "This is your room for the night."
More pale blue and tapestries. The guest room was fit for a queen. She tugged at her black skirt and stared at her serviceable high heels. "I don't have anything with me."
"The service should have left you toiletries. You can sleep in one of my tee-shirts for the night."
He leaned against the door, and she returned to stand in front of him while she batted her eyes. "I didn't think when I went to see you that we'd be roommates."
He stepped out of the way to let her pass. A moment later when she was next to him, he closed the space between them. "What did you think when you met me?"
His full lips made her own pulsate with a desire for a kiss. Her face felt warm as she stepped away and let the space between them cool her down. "That you were nicer than I assumed. And you?"
"That Maddox had a pretty sister."
"Seriously?" He placed his hand on the small of her back again, and again she felt a spark.
He dropped his hand and stepped forward. "Clearly that was one-sided."
"No. It wasn't." She swallowed and stepped closer to him. Attraction zipped in her blood, but there was more to being near Gabe. With him, she felt cared for, which was probably silly. "The zap that hit me when I first met you threw me off. I assumed you'd be a spoiled rich man who was older than the pictures I saw today."
He stared at her and she closed her eyes while she tilted her face. Every instinct in her said he'd kiss her. The seconds ticked by until he stepped away. She blinked and pretended to follow him. "I'm in a lot of magazines as the face of my company."
"Those can be old. I find a lot of CEOs put out profile pictures from when they were attractive." The dark ocean in the bay view caught her gaze and she measured the entire home had an almost 180 degree view. In the morning, this would be gorgeous. She clutched her mother's ring that was still in her palm while she walked into the living area to explore.
He followed. "So you do find me attractive."
A huge grin appeared on her face while she turned to face him. Then she pocketed the ring in her bra as it was the only thing close to a pocket she had. "Relentless flirt, I see."
His gaze had followed her hand and her face felt red. He wasn't supposed to see that, but he licked his lips and she knew he liked what he saw. "No. I just always get what I want."
Right now she felt like she was the dinner. Her heart beat but this time it was pleasant and exactly what she wanted. "Even the sister of the guy who might have killed your parents?"
His breath hitched and a millisecond later, he closed the space between them again. "Which should have put you in thenocategory right away."
To hold steady, she reached out and placed her hand near his heart. "I'm not?"
"Not unless you want to be." He tilted his head and again her entire body electrified, like she waited for a kiss.
Her skin felt alive and wanted to touch all of him, and have his hands roam her body. Her imagination had her close her eyes again. "I think I should be though. You and I are from different worlds."
"Just for the record, you can go into your room and I will keep you safe, for as long as you need. You can walk away and not kiss me."
"This is a bad idea." She nodded and parted her lips and waited.
"Very," he whispered and then he kissed her. He tasted better than chocolate. Part of her blended in him in a way that made her feel both alive and part of some bigger mystery that she couldn't explain. Her hands curled around the lapel of his suit jacket and hoped this kiss lasted forever.
Chapter 4
The doorbell chimedlike a grandfather clock. Megan swayed on her feet while Gable left her side. She couldn't quite think, as Gable's dimples captured her attention. "Dinner has arrived."
Her stomach growled at the same time she steadied herself. She could always stand on her own two feet. She lifted her chin and nodded. "Good. I am hungry."
He walked toward the door and glanced over his shoulder. "Turn on some music. I'll set the table."
She'd help with cleaning after. It was the least she could do. She made her way over to his iPad that was set up on iTunes. "Okay. I'll be right in to help."
While she scrolled through music, her fingers itched to know if anything had happened to her brother. Her heart beat faster. With a click, she was on Safari and searched out the news. Once in there, she found the local news, and her entire body stilled and chilled when she read the headline: Two officers were shot in a sting operation.
"Maddox." She clicked and read about how the police had surrounded his house earlier. "Is he dead?"
