Page 520 of Rock Me All Night
"Stage makeup," he says.
"So you don't wear it normally?"
"Sometimes." He looks up at me. "You okay, Jess? You're bright red."
I let out a nervous laugh. "You must have steady hands. That line is even." Okay, so I want an excuse for why I'm staring at his dark eyes. They're inviting, deep. I want to drink them in.
He cocks a brow. "That's what you're thinking of my hands doing?"
The flush in my cheeks spreads to my chest as I think of his hands doing something much more exciting.
He shakes his head with mock outrage. "Jess, we covered this. If you're gonna imagine me touching you, you need to describe it to me."
"Uhhh." I swallow hard. "Rick, my boss. He thinks you're my boyfriend."
Pete stares at me like he's looking for meaning in my eyes. "Convenient you're already selling that story."
"No, I haven't decided."
He nods.
"But uh… he wants you to order a drink or leave."
"Whiskey, rocks."
"Well or call?"
He names an expensive brand. I motionjust a minutethen check all my tables on the way to my bar.
Rick is protective about the top shelf stuff. I repeat the request to him instead of pouring it myself. For once, he looks at me. He nods his approval of my supposed boyfriend.
Pete's eyes are still fixed on me. He's frustratingly unreadable, especially from a distance.
It's almost like he's checking me out.
Not almost. He is. When I adjust my much too tight skirt, his lips part with a sigh of desire.
I'm pear shaped to the extreme—not a lot of boob, very much in the way of butt. Usually, I'm self-conscious about my round bottom but the way he's staring makes me feel utterly perfect.
"Drinks up." Rick nudges me. His attention goes back to the pretty woman who is flirting with him.
With my most confident posture, I bring the drink to Pete.
He nods a thank you, takes a sip, and sets the beverage down. He motions to the plastic case on the table. "Your glasses."
"Thanks." I reach for them. "I should go."
"Try them first. Want to make sure they fit."
"In case I decide I never want to see you again?"
His voice is steady, even. "Would be a shame if you decided that before I got to hear you come."
My cheeks flush. I look to his expression for a sign he's playing with me, but there's nothing but desire in his eyes.
I want to say yes to his offer. I want more time around him. But is it really worth going back to lying to the world?
Pete motions to the booth. "Sit down."
