He turns, opens the door, and strides out.With my hands balled into fists, I pound against his back, trying to stop him."Cole!"I yelp again.
Loud laughter makes me halt my assault.When I crane my head as far as possible, I find Brian roaring with amusement.
"Have fun, guys," he shouts after us.
The big man ignores his friend and keeps walking through the hallway toward the exit.When we near the doors, I try a different approach.
"Cole, I'm sorry for what I said.Can you please put me down?"My voice aims for sweet reason.
"Nope."
Fine.Time for plan B."If you walk through the bar, everyone will be able to peek under my dress.Is that what you want?"
I yelp in surprise when he smacks his palm hard onto my ass before repositioning it to shield me from view.
"Problem solved."
My core muscles clench at his dominance.Fuck.How am I going to handle this bossy, protective man who's ticking all my boxes?And more importantly, how do I keep my heart from getting involved when my body's already surrendered?
Because one thing's becoming crystal clear—Cole Walker is dangerous in ways that have nothing to do with fear and everything to do with falling.
14
COLE
As I wait for the traffic light to hit green, I glance over at the woman sitting next to me and shake my head.I direct my attention back to the road in front of me, but when my mind drifts back to what happened in Brian's office, my grip on the steering wheel becomes a vise.
Thinking of how she wrapped her long, well-shaped legs around me and how she melted into my touch makes a certain body part react, again.Sliding my fingers inside of her warmth and watching how she exploded in my arms was the most erotic experience I've ever encountered.Not to mention our kiss.
Goddamn, every time we kiss, it's steamy, sensual, and carnal, to say the least.The way our bodies react to each other is goddamn addictive.Everything about her intrigues me.Her sassy, stubborn side drives me wild in more than one way, and then there is also this soft, caring, and vulnerable side about her that pulls on strings inside of me that I thought were unavailable after Jessica broke up with me.
Damn, alarm bells go off inside me, telling me to walk away...but I can't.Why does she have such a powerful effect on me?
After stopping my car in my private parking space, I shift in
my seat and face the blonde, whose hands are resting in her lap, her red lips slightly parted."Alisha?"The only reaction I get is a whispery sigh.
I get out, walk around, and after opening her door, I bend forward and whisper, "Alisha?"Nothing.I remove her seatbelt and place my jacket over her lap as I remember she isn't wearing any underwear.Her head tumbles sideways and comes to rest against my chest when I lift her out, and I ignore the fact that her body fits perfectly in my arms.
As soon as I walk into the lobby, Daniel, who is standing at the desk, sees me and rushes over to hold his keycard in front of the elevator reader.
"Thanks."
The concierge grins."She's a special woman.Don't you think so?"
"She's a handful, that's for sure."He chuckles.
"Could you do me a favor?"I ask."Sure, what is it?"
"I need to get this sleeping beauty into her apartment, but since I'm fully occupied, I can't get the keys to her apartment without waking her up."
He searches into the inside pocket of his suit and holds up a key chain."No problem.Let's go."
After the trip to her apartment, Daniel opens the door."Thank you, Daniel."
"No problem, have a good night."
I make my way through the hallway and enter the first half-open bedroom door, hoping it is hers.Yeah,thisisit.I swallow as my gaze falls on the truckload of different high heels lying scattered on the ground.Quickly I peel my gaze away from them only to find myself staring at the antique-looking full body mirror, decorated with a black lace bra.Jesus.
