I nodded. “She’s fucking incredible,” I said before downing some of the glass’s contents.
“She is, but you will never believe…”
“What?” I asked.
“That’s her.”
He didn’t have to say her name for me to know exactly who he was talking about. I should have never doubted him. Ian and I had known each other long enough to know each other’s likes and dislikes.
My predatory instincts kicked up in high gear. I wasn’t sure if I was one hundred percent on board with Ian’s baby plan. But I was sure I would have her tonight. The rest I would decide later as I moved in her direction.
Lucky for the guy who had held her attention, he was now focused on another woman. I slipped next to her and said, “Are you taken?”
When her eyes widened, I assumed that naive look meant she had no idea what kind of party she’d stumbled into. All I knew was my dick snapped to attention when I laid eyes on her. I watched her to see if she was what I was looking for. Her shy smiles lit the room, and I knew she was the one. No matter what I had to do, she would be mine.
She glanced at the two people she’d been talking to and said, “I came with my friend, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I moved closer, wanting to touch her, but not yet. I wasn’t giving her any room either. Bending my head, I inhaled her scent and asked, “What will it take to get you into my bed tonight?”
Her eyes nearly doubled in size. “First, you don’t even know my name, which is Chloe, by the way. Second, you have the wrong woman. I’m not for sale.”
I tossed back my head and laughed. Oh, she would be fun to play with. “I’m Ryan,” I said, offering my hand. When she took it, I brought her knuckles to my lips and brushed a kiss on them. “Now, tell me one thing you want that you’d do just about anything to make happen.” I didn’t let go.
She didn’t have to think about it. “I want to tell my boss to take his job and shove it.”
“You do?” I hadn’t expected that.
She huffed her response. “Very much, but I have bills to pay.”
Reluctantly, I let her hand go in order to pull out my phone. “Where do you work?”
She hesitated, so I lifted a brow in question. “Hampton’s Media,” she blurted.
I already knew that answer. “Ah, Hugh Hampton, I presume.”
Her head bobbed and I wanted her to do it again, only this time with my cock down her throat. I wanted this woman in the worst way.
“He’s here tonight, somewhere.” I waved off her alarm. “Don’t worry about him. If I can get you what you want, will you spend the weekend with me?”
Her animated shock was easy to read. “Are you serious?”
She had no idea. When I wanted something, I doggedly pursued it until it was mine. “Absolutely. I should warn you, when I say spend the weekend with me, I mean in every possible way.”
“You’re joking.” It wasn’t a question.
“Not one bit,” I said, holding her gaze.
“Okay,” she said, giving me an I don’t believe you look. “What do I have to do?”
“Anything and everything.”
“Anything and everything?” She shook her head. “Is there a camera somewhere? Because this sounds too good to be true.”
“Trust me, everything will be good.” I let my gaze slide down the red dress she wore.
“You are saying if I accept, I can tell my boss to go fuck himself?”
When I nodded, she laughed as if it were a ridiculous proposition. Little did she know I was deadly serious.
“Why?” she asked. “Why me?”
“Because I find you extremely intoxicating, and I’m used to getting what I want.” It was a blunt statement, but I wasn’t the kind of guy to mince my words.
“How do I know you’ll come through on your end of the bargain?”
“I’m a man of my word. I’ll give you what you want, but you have to submit to me this weekend. Whatever I want, you will give without question or hesitation. But you must leave with me right now.”
Her lovely eyes widened with surprise and a little fear. Damn, that made me harder. “Leave with you? How do I know you’re not a serial killer?”
I barked out a laugh. “Give me your phone, love.” I held out my hand.
She moved slowly but did as I asked.
“Good girl.” She’d even unlocked it without my request. Ah, a woman who could anticipate my needs. She was even more perfect than I’d imagined.
I opened the camera feature and moved beside her. “Now, this is how you do it, right?”
She agreed as I framed us on the screen and snapped a photo. Damn, we looked good together.
“Send this to your friend. Tell her you’re going home with Ryan Witmore.”