Page 132 of Indecent Ventures

Trevor and Reagan have only been step siblings for a few years, but the two of them are the best of friends, both being the extreme extroverts of their respective families.

Cassandra hugs her. “Happy birthday, gorgeous girl. I can’t believe you age, and I don’t.”

Reagan winks at her. “Trevor keeps you young, Aunt Cass.”

“Yes, he does.” Trevor pulls Cassandra close and whispers in her ear. She smiles at whatever he said. He never shies away from giving her affection. It’s sweet. “And he fucked my brains out before we got here.”

I think I already mentioned her filter issue.

Reagan and Carter start hysterically laughing. Trevor proudly nods in agreement.

Reagan turns to me and kisses my cheek. “Thanks for coming, Beth.”

“Thanks for having me. Happy birthday.”

“Thank you.” She moves her hand to the man she was speaking with. I suck in a breath when I turn my head to see him for the first time.

He may be the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. He’s Latino, with olive skin, dark curly hair, and piercing brown eyes. Eyes that practically oozecome fuck me.

Reagan grabs his arm. “Cassandra, Trevor, Beth, this is Dominic Mazzello. He’s our Vice President of Strategy and Operations.”

He smiles. “Please call me Dom. Most people do.”

Cassandra and Trevor both shake his hand. I’m frozen in shock at the gorgeous man before me. Cassandra elbows me.

As if on autopilot, I immediately hold out my hand. “I’m sorry. It’s nice to meet you, Dominic.”

He takes it in his big, soft, warm hand and brings it to his lips, bowing his head. “You as well, princesa.” His lips then meet my hand. Shivers work their way down my spine.

We stare at each other until Trevor interrupts my daze. “Beth, I’m going to grab drinks. I assume you want wine?”

I nod. “Yes, any cabernet will do.” Dominic and I have yet to break eye contact, though he releases my hand. I would have rather he kept holding it.

Reagan loops her arm through Dominic’s. “I need to introduce you to a few people.” She looks at Cassandra and me. “We’ll see you guys in a bit.”

We nod as the three of them walk away. Cassandra stares at me. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eye-fuck someone like that.”

“I didn’t eye-fuck him.”

“Yes, you did. I don’t blame you. He’s hot as hell. Sexy as sin. Italian men are very good lovers. Trust me, I know.”

“He’s not Italian. He’s Latino.”

“His name is Dominic Mazzello. Of course he’s Italian.”

“You’re wrong. I don’t know about his name, but he’s absolutely Latino.” And the most ridiculously attractive man I’ve ever seen.

We drink and make small talk with a few people, including Trevor’s mother, Melissa, her new husband, Declan, her teenage stepdaughter, Jade, and her nephew, Lance.

As we’re finishing our first round of drinks, everyone starts to make their way to the dance floor. Cassandra turns to me. “Come dance with us.”

“I’ll join you in a minute. Let me finish my wine.”

She nods as they leave to dance. I admittedly scan the room looking for Dominic. I was watching him for a bit but lost track of him a few minutes ago. I don’t see him now. Damn.

He was smiling and laughing with several people. He’s clearly charming and outgoing. I want to talk to him again. I keep looking but don’t see him. Where the hell is he?

Before I realize what’s happening, I feel a hand around my waist and hot breath on my neck. “You’ve been watching me, princesa. Here I am. I’m all yours.”

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