“Yes, but you haven’t taken your eyes off that group of women. What’s going on, Julien?”
“I found my future wife.” The words fall effortlessly from my lips.
“Future wife? You don’t know those women. Hell, I don’t even know which of them you’re talking about.”
“The beauty in the black dress,” I answer while keeping my eyes on her.
“Lord, that narrowed it down.” He slaps his hand down on the table with disbelief in his voice. I just ignore him because she’s all that matters.
“The one that refuses to look at me,” I growl, intensifying my stare, willing her to look at me.
“Ah, I sense some negative karma.” He chuckles, knowing my antisocial ass is getting a taste of my own medicine.
“Shut up. She doesn’t even know that she’s become mine.”
“What if she’s got a man?” It’s a question that pisses me off, but I have a simple solution.
“She’s not wearing a ring, so I guess he doesn’t fucking matter to me. And if there is some asshole, he won’t be matter at all.” Because I’ll make him disappear.
“Wow, what the hell happened to my dickhead, quiet brother who hates people?” He laughs as he says it.
“That hasn’t changed. She’s the exception.” I continue to stare at her, absorbing her pure aura, craving this woman unlike anything I’ve ever known before. She sweeps her long, dark hair off her shoulder, revealing that luscious pale skin that I want to bite.
“I think you’ve lost it. No. As a matter of fact, I know you’ve lost it.”
“No, I’ve found it.” I grab my drink and guzzle it before setting it down with feeling before standing and adjusting my suit. My cock’s stiffer than my drink, making me more and more anxious to meet my wife.
“Julien, we still have to go over the candidates.”
“Fuck the candidates,” I snarl through clenched teeth. I straighten my suit jacket and then walk toward her table just as a large man approaches seconds before me. I’m about to knock his ass out, but he quickly grabs the blonde and flips her over his shoulder, eliminating one problem.
“Idiot, put me down,” she squeals with a giggle at the end. He just grunts a “no” and carries her away. She calls out, “Look who’s here to see you, Mare. Remember what I said. He’s fine as hell.” The guy swats her ass.
My woman’s eyes dart straight in my direction, ending up right at my crotch and then moving upward. “Hello, I’m Julien Beaumont.”
“She’s Marilyn Shaw, a virgin, and it’s time for me to go. See ya, girl. Let me know how it goes.” The other friend stands and walks away. I take her seat because I have no intention of giving this beautiful woman an opportunity to leave as well, especially given the very private information her friend just divulged.
I sit up straight and stare at her, trying to calm my racing heart. “So, Marilyn, it seems we’re finally alone.”
She looks around the room, but I want her eyes back on me. Thankfully, she doesn’t take long. “Not quite. It looks like we’re in a room full of people, Julien.” Fuck me. Is she tempting me with her pursed red lips? The way she said my name. Fuck. It was like a sensual kiss on my cock.
I reach out and take her hand in mine, feeling her soft fingers under my larger ones. Electricity shoots through the tips all the way to my heart. Fuck, I need to have her soon or I’m going to lose it. “If we go back to my hotel room, I’m not sure you’ll be a virgin by the end of the night.”
Her body fills with tension and then she asks, “Are you married?”
Shaking my head slightly, I look into her dark brown eyes. I answer her honestly. “No.” Well, based on the question she asked. Not the question in my head. Because I will be married soon…to her.
“Then maybe I don’t want to be a virgin anymore,” she confesses. I groan as my dick swells against my gray slacks, stretching the expensive material. It better prove its worth and hold until I get her alone.
“Well, that’s where we have a problem, ma chérie. I’m not just interested in fucking you for a night.”
“Well, maybe that’s all that you’ll get.” She sassily twists her lips before taking one more sip from her drink.
Standing up, I pull out my wallet and drop a hundred-dollar bill on the table for the waitress. “We’ll see about that.” Taking her hand and dragging her out of her seat, I lead her out of the hotel bar. My brother watches in shock, mouth open, but he doesn’t say a word.