I frowned at him. “So what if I am?”
He took a deep breath before he said, “I think I might like it.” He paused before he said, “Fuck! What is that scent? It smells like sugar cookies or vanilla.”
“A fragrance I tried at the salon. I liked it. It’s light and sweet, but nothing overpowering.”
“It makes me want to take a bite out of you,” he grumbled.
I shivered, wishing he’d go ahead and take as many bites as he liked.
As I looked at his fevered eyes, my nipples hardened in response, and my body was so hungry for him that I wanted to forget dinner and go straight to dessert here at home.
“Don’t,” he interrupted as he stepped back. “I overstepped. I seem to do a hell of a lot of that when it comes to you.”
His hand raked through his hair in frustration as the elevator doors opened.
He exited and led the way to the bedroom where some of Dani’s belongings were apparently stored.
As he opened the closet doors, he warned, “Some of them are older than others. Her stuff always seemed to end up in my condo when she was taking off for some assignment overseas. I’ve collected a ton of her things. Now that she’s getting married to Marcus, I’m shipping them to his place.”
“She’s getting married?” I said with excitement as I carefully looked through the garments and selected a gorgeous black wool coat.
“Does she love him?” I asked softly.
Jett took the coat from me and held it up to help me put it on. “I sure as hell hope so since they’re tying the knot. She’s known Marcus and all of the Colters since we were young, and I think Marcus has always been the one. It just took them awhile to realize it.”
“I’m happy for her,” I said sincerely. “She deserves a man who loves her.”
“She wants you to come to the wedding, if you can make it,” he said. “It would make her happy if you’d come with me.”
“I’d like that,” I told him. “If I won’t be in the way.”
“The Colters own an enormous resort. I think we can find room,” he said drily as he took my hand and led me back to the elevator.
“I hope she doesn’t mind me wearing her coat,” I said.
Jett snorted as he laughed. “Cinderella, I can guarantee you that she doesn’t even remember she has it.”
“I can’t imagine having that many clothes,” I mused.
We rode down in the elevator and were out the door in moments. Jett finally said, “Funny thing is, Dani’s never really been that crazy about clothes. I think she gets stuff when she needs it, but then immediately forgets about it. She pretty much wore the same stuff all the time overseas, and it definitely wasn’t fancy.”
Pete opened the door of the sedan as we walked outside. “Good evening,” he greeted us. “You’re both looking very elegant tonight.”
Jett stopped before he got into the car and frowned at his driver. “Did you take Ruby around to help her get so elegant?” he asked Pete irritably.
The driver beamed at his boss. “I certainly did.”
“I’ll fire you later,” Jett said in a dangerous voice.
I looked at Pete, alarmed that Jett was threatening his job.
The driver winked at me as he answered cheerily, “I think I’ve heard that quite a few times before, boss, and I’m still here.”
“I’m doing it this time,” Jett told him as he ducked into the car.
“He never does,” Pete said in a low voice. “He just likes to remind me that he can.”
My body relaxed as I realized this was the way the two men interacted with each other, and they both seemed to enjoy it.
I smiled at Pete as I got into the car, happy the driver wasn’t going to lose his job, and that Jett had at least one other person who would always have his back, whether he wanted it or not.
I wasn’t a drinker, but seeing Ruby all dressed up and looking like a woman I desperately needed to take to bed had been the last straw for me.
I tossed back the last of my whiskey and signaled the waiter for another as I stared at the woman sitting across from me.