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Chapter 6

She stared up at me with her sparkling hazel eyes, and I just couldn’t resist. I kissed her hard, devouring her like the world wasn’t just a curtain away. Her groan was muffled by my mouth as she swayed into me, resting her arms on my shoulders. I took the kiss deeper, and her fingers threaded through my hair. In moments we were both panting as fake orgasmic moans from the film vibratedaround us.

“Please tell me that the next place we’re going is less public?” I groaned. “I’ve got to get you alone,mon chou.”

Hannah bit her bottom lip as she slowly shook her head. “Nope. Sorry.”

“Merde,you are gonna be the death of me.”

A shadow of pain and something else I couldn’t name passed over Hannah’s face. I opened my mouth to ask her what was wrong, but her expression smoothedbefore I could. And I was left to wonder if I’d actually seen it after all.

Hannah took a small step back, still holding my hand. “Do you need a minute, or can you leave without causing a scene?”

Maybe it was the language translation, or the lack of blood supply to my brain, but it took me a second to understand what she meant. I laughed softly when I pieced it together. “Non,ma chére. If you’lljust turn around a second, I can adjust a few things, and I’ll be presentable.”

Hannah gave me a bemused smirk as she slowly surveyed my body, her eyes lingering below my belt before she turned around and faced the porno still playing in the booth.

I rolled my eyes as I tried to stuff my aching dick into a more comfortable—and publicly appropriate—position. I couldn’t remember the last timeI’d been so worked up over a woman. I felt like I was fourteen, back at Eton and secretly lusting over one of the village girls, aching and hoping that she felt the same way. At least I didn’t have to wonder about Hannah. I knew she felt the same way. Hell, a few minutes ago I was inches from feeling just how much Hannah reciprocated my feelings. Damn this tiny, curtained booth.

I took a fewdeep breaths to calm my raging blood, then shook my leg to make sure my cock wasn’t rising up to wavebonjour. Finally, once I felt somewhat calm, I tapped Hannah on the shoulder. “Where to next,mon chou?”

Hannah gave me a mischievous smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Don’t I need to know so we can get there?” I ushered us out of the booth and goggled at the line that had formed. Peoplewerewaitingto cram into the tiny porno booth. We got a few snickers and knowing looks from the people standing in line. I tossed some narrow-eyed glares here and there. I didn’t care what anyone thought about me, but I didn’t want them thinking like that about Hannah.

“Why would you need to know? I’m driving.” Hannah didn’t seem to notice the leering looks we were getting, or maybe she didn’tcare. Her entire attention was centered on me and our path to the exit.

“Quoi?”

“Why would you need to know where we’re going next? I thought tonight was about me showing you the sights. So I’m driving. You can be in charge on our next date.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” I pushed open the exit doors, and it felt just as temperate outside as it had in the air-conditioned museum. “I will concedethat you are in control of our evening tonight. I just thought it would be best if we take my car. That way we don’t have to worry about navigating through traffic while we get to know each other.” It was weak, but I had to come up with some reason for my shadow detail. I was enjoying being a regular guy way too much to give up the illusion just yet. And there was no way Étienne would let me get insideHannah’s car alone.

“Is that the polite European way to say you want to neck in the back of your car?”

“Perhaps. We can drop you back here at the end of the night.” I clasped my hands over my heart in an exaggerated gesture. “You have my solemn vow that you are in control of anything that happens between us.”

Hannah rolled her eyes. “Laying it on a little thick there, aren’t you, Luc?”

I noddedslightly, conceding her point, but didn’t back off. I needed her to acquiesce; otherwise, tonight would be difficult to navigate with my not-so-hidden security detail.

“Fine,” she huffed. “But if my car gets towed you are totally paying the bill.”

I smiled in triumph and tried not to act like a smug fool as I pulled my phone out to text Étienne. “I thought Las Vegas was the land of free parking.”

“I have the tow receipts to disprove that.” Hannah pulled out her phone and started tapping away at it.

“Car will be here in a minute.” I tucked my phone into my pocket and stared at the top of Hannah’s head. “He’s pulling around.”

Hannah nodded but continued typing at her phone. After a beat, she looked up at me with a slight smirk. “I’m texting Rachel to let her know that I’m getting intoa stranger’s car. Alone.”

“If it helps any, you’re not technically alone. There will be two ‘strangers.’ Me and the driver.”

Hannah gave an adorable snorting laugh. “I’ll be sure to tell her that.”

I stood there for a few seconds in awkward silence as vehicles sped past on the busy road, despite the time. A few seconds later Hannah giggled and typed some more. Out of the corner of my eye Isaw Dimitri exiting the building and approaching security’s SUV. I tipped my head toward Hannah and Dimitri gave me a nod back. He slipped inside the SUV just as Hannah’s head popped up.

“Rachel wants to know how Dimitri’s doing. Is his rash getting better?”