Bennett scooted out of the booth seat on his side of the table. He hesitated for a moment, breaking eye contact with the redhead for a moment, to look down at me. “You coming?”
“Nah, I’m good. I’m gonna finish this,” I replied, holding up my beer. It was only halfway gone, and I hadn’t found anyone interesting enough to make it worth abandoning just yet. “But, hey, man it was nice to meet you.”
He gave me a salute as he walked backward a few steps. I returned the small gesture and he nodded as he spun on his heel and stalked toward the redhead.
It didn’t take long before they’d both disappeared into the crowd, and I figured he’d already managed to sweet talk her into leaving with him.
I finished my beer and flagged down a passing cocktail waitress, a brunette in a short, skin tight, blue dress. “Hey, baby, you wanna take this for me?” I held up my empty glass.
She approached the table, leaned over—showing off her goodies—and with a smile, asked, “Can I bring you another?”
I was hovering somewhere between a yes and a no, when the room parted, and my attention snagged on the hottest brunette I’d ever seen in my life. She had an exotic flavor to her, long, dark waves, dark eyes, and tanned skin. She was dancing with a group of girls on the center of the floor, and when she spun, with a shimmy to her hips, her short dress rode up higher and made it hard to breathe for a moment.
When I came to, the waitress was gone. But I didn’t care. I’d finally decided on what I wanted.
The brunette.
On my arm.
In my car.
Then in my bed.
4
I abandoned the table and crossed the crowded room, my eyes not leaving her sweet ass as she shook her hips and tossed her hair to the beat of the music. Every guy on the floor was circling, trying to get close enough to get up on her. A fact that would only make it that much sweeter when I got her all to myself. She’d be my second win of the day.
And damn if I didn’t love to win.
When I was a few paces away, the brunette spun around, still dancing, as her eyes locked onto mine. I smiled in her direction and was met with a slow, sexy smile across her dark red lips.
She reached out a hand in an attempt to pull me onto the dance floor, but when I took it, I tugged her in my direction instead. “I don’t like to share,” I growled into her ear when I got her close enough.
“What do you like?” She fired back, still smiling like she had a secret.
I laughed softly. This was gonna be fun.
“Why don’t you say goodbye to your friends and I’ll show you,” I said, nodding in the direction of her three girlfriends that had all stopped to watch her as she’d left the floor.
She tossed her head to look back, her dark hair flying with her. She waved to her friends, “I’ll be back in a minute.”
I didn’t correct her, but I knew that in five, maybe ten, minutes, I’d be taking her out the front doors and back to my hotel room.
“What’s your name?” She asked, smiling up at me.
“Aaron. You?”
“Talia.”
Even her name got me hard.
“Girl’s night out?”
She shrugged. “You could say that. What about you? You don’t look like you’re from around here.”
I looked down at myself, unsure what she meant. “I don’t?”
She laughed and the sound made my dick pulse. “Are you a model?”
I laughed and shook my head. “Not even close. Pilot.”
Her eyes went wide and I smiled. That had done it. She was mine now.
“Aaron the pilot. I like that…” she purred. She ran her fingers up my exposed forearm, stopping when she reached the cuffs of my button-down shirt at my elbows. “You a bad boy?” She stared at my tattoo sleeve and traced back down, making circles and swirls with her fingertips along my inked skin.
“I’ll let you be the judge of that,” I replied, smirking as she cocked her head at my answer.
“All right,” she finally said. “I’m intrigued. What did you have in mind, bad boy?”
“I’m only in town for the night. So, that’s all I’m asking for. One night.”
Her dark eyes danced in the lights above the dance floor and I smiled as her pupils went wide. After a moment of consideration, she licked her lips, dragging the tip of her tongue slowly, a deliberate torture, and then smiled up at me.
Without another word, she went back to her friends, whispered into their ears, and they all watched her as she sashayed off the floor and took my arm. “One night.”
I smiled at her stunned friends and headed for the doors.