Page 54 of Star Crossed
“I think you have an inclination toward the dangerous, Miss Conner.” Romeo folded his arms over his chest and moved a little closer to Jules because he couldn’t resist. “And you seem to jump into everything with both feet.”
Jules gave him a sideways glance as they both stood there leaning against her car. “Are you admitting to being dangerous?”
He thought about Nova’s constant warnings. If Romeo cared about Jules, he wouldn’t get involved with her. Yet here he was, right in the heart of Garnet. He could lie to himself all he wanted, but it wasn’t to perfect his jujitsu.
“Iamdangerous,” he admitted, turning to give her a serious look. “You should probably kick me to the curb right now.”
Jules studied him, her light gaze running over his body in a hungry sweep. The look affected Romeo, and he found himself shifting where he stood, fighting down a deep-seated instinct that had him wanting to grab Jules and kiss her right out in the open.
Lunch had been torture, sitting next to her as the memories of Vegas assailed him, mixing with new recollections of hearing her voice against his ear every night as she climaxed calling his name. To say nothing of those times when the two of them had gotten naked for each other in front of their laptops.
With that thought, Romeo leaned into her without realizing it, inhaling her perfume, which smelled like pure, unadulterated sex, simply because of what it reminded him of. He admired her eyes in the sunlight and the way her hair glinted white and gold under the winter sun.
Jules leaned closer too, her eyes closing for one moment as she took a deep breath, making him think she was doing the exact same thing he was. Smelling him, remembering, reveling over being so close after so many months of wanting and teasing. The time it took for them to get to this place, alone and near each other once more, had felt like a lifetime.
Then Romeo caught a glimpse of strawberry blonde at the window and turned to look just as Jules’s assistant disappeared behind the curtain. “We’re being watched,” he said, his voice low with desire even to his own ears.
“No doubt.” Jules sighed, sounding unsurprised. She leaned past him, looking to the road just as two cars, one in front of the other, passed going so slow they were likely five miles under the already low speed limit. She leaned back against her car once more. “That’s what this town does, nose into everyone’s business, and you’re the most interesting thing that’s showed up here in a while.”
That was a dire warning when he considered everything Jules had to lose by being with him. If he were noble, he’d push her away now. Coming here was a huge mistake. He’d known it, but he’d done it anyway.
“You ready to see the house?” Jules asked as she held up the small set of keys she’d fetched from her desk drawer before giving her assistant instructions to hold down the fort for the next few hours. “It’s very hidden. Intimate. I think you’ll like it.”
Romeo nodded, his cock hard, his breathing shallow with longing after such a long time of wanting and teasing each other. “I was born ready for you, Juliet.”
Jules sucked in a sharp breath, making it obvious the endearment was enough to remind her of sexual, seductive things whispered into the phone under the cover of darkness.
“Then let’s go.” Jules turned away from him as if she needed the space to think more clearly. She searched in her purse and pulled out her personal set of keys, pushing a button on them. “It’s not far.”
Romeo got into the passenger seat of her black Mercedes Benz without argument, proving to both of them that where Jules was concerned, true nobility was impossible for him.
