Page 5 of Loup Garou
Please say yes. Please say yes.
“Linds?”
I drew a blank and offered up a soft smile. “Again with the ‘do I know you’ because I really don’t think I’d forget a body…err…face like yours.”
A black brow went up as a sexy grin moved over his face. I got the feeling he was hiding something. If I wasn’t so shocked and horny from his sheer presence, I’d have thought to question him more. As it stood, I was a little more concerned with begging him to have his way with me than anything else.
“I believe we have an appointment.”
It took me a minute to register what he was saying. “Oh, you must be the guy from Loup Garou. Umm…?”
Myra leaned into me and whispered, “Exavier Kedmen.” The way she said it made me think I was supposed to just know him by his name. As much as I wished that was the case, I didn’t.
My eyes lingered on his sexy lips as I nodded. He tilted my chin up a bit, leaving me envisioning how it would be to kiss him. The very idea of sliding my tongue over his lush lips made my heart beat faster.
“Did you catch what she said? My name is Exavier. Not Blair.”
Instantly, heat flared through my cheeks. “You heard that, huh?”
He nodded.
“Well, in my defense, I wasn’t staring at your abs when you told me your name. I was fixated on your mouth, Xavs.” The second I realized a shortened versioned of his name had popped out of my mouth, I shook my head. “Exavier, sorry.”
There was something so familiar about him. I kept staring, studying him for anything that would trigger a memory. Nothing came to me.
His lush lips curved upwards. I bit back a sigh.
He smiled. “I know I’m early but I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop in. I brought coffee.”
I perked up. “Coffee?”
Turning, he glanced towards one of the two circular tables in the lobby. A travel carrier full of large cups of what I prayed was French-vanilla-flavored coffee sat there. I bit my lower lip and whimpered. The man was a dream come true. Sexy and bearing caffeine.
“Lindsay?” Myra nudged me. “I think I smell vanilla.”
“Vanilla?” It took all I had not to moan.
Exavier nodded.
I stared up at him and did the only thing I could think of doing to a man who brought me coffee—I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tight. Lifting me up and off the ground, he took me by surprise. I expected him to act stunned, not to play along.
Never one to want to lose the edge, I wrapped my legs around his waist and planted a kiss on his forehead. “Trust me when I say I won’t be calling you Blair any time soon.”
“Lindsay Marie Willows, what are you doing?” Myra asked. An edge to her voice said she was doing her best not to laugh even though she didn’t agree with my choice for displaying gratitude.
“Thanking the nice man for bringing me coffee.” I waggled my brows. “You know, I was just thinking about how coffee was right up there next to sex with things I’d rather be doing.”
Myra smiled. “You certainly are well on your way to fulfilling both things then, aren’t you?”
I glanced back at the coffee and then down at the man who held me as if I weighed nothing. Visions of licking coffee off his smooth, tawny skin came to mind. I sighed.
Myra laughed. “Oh, sweetie, I can see it in your eyes. No. It will burn him. That would be bad. Now, get down off the nice man before he presses charges.”
“Hey, I hugged him. He’s the one who picked me up.” I tapped his shoulder. “He’s also the one who is putting me down now.”
Exavier set me down but kept his hands on my hips. I did my best to appear anything but happy. I think I failed.
“Okay, where was I before he went and distracted me with his lips, dimpled chin, blue eyes, broad shoulders…”
