Take Me To Bed: Bedtime Quickies Collection

She traced the Greek letters wrapped around the metal. “What does this say?”

“Starlight’s heart.”

“That’s unique.”

“It is. Starlight illuminates the dark.”

Her fingers slid along the skin on top of my hand. “Are you saying you have a dark soul?”

“I did until Starlight entered it.” I set my other hand over hers, stilling her movement.

She pulled her hand free from my hold, and instantly, I missed the feel of her touch.

“Are you here for pleasure or business?” I asked.

“Pleasure mainly, but this resort carries some of my products so I can do a little business as well.”

“What’s your business?”

She tapped my glass. “This is my business.”

“The glass?”

“No. What’s in it. You’re drinking my product.”

I studied her face and the way she waited for my next words. Whatever I said seemed pivotal in how the rest of the evening would go.

She was the heiress who’d used her genius brain to create a whiskey in a lab that tasted as if had been aged for decades. She was extremely private, and the last thing she’d want was anyone exposing who she was.

“Then I guess I need to thank you for allowing this resort to have exclusive access to your fine whiskey.”

Amusement touched her lips. “If I recall, you were very instrumental and convincing during negotiations.”

“Then I take it you know who I am?”

“I know quite a bit about you and your brothers, Hagen Lykaios.”

My brothers and I had created a real-estate empire based out of Las Vegas but reaching across the world. With the resort we were in now as our newest project. I was here on a much needed vacation with a little business mixed in.

“I feel as if I’m at a disadvantage,” I said. “I know very little about you outside of what’s reported in the press.”

“Then get to know me. I’m sure I can surprise you with how different I am in person than on paper.”

“I doubt it. You’re as wholesome in person as you are in the report I read on you.”

She frowned. “You really have no clue.”

“Try me.” I took her unspoken challenge.

“What if I said that I wanted you to follow me back to my bungalow to do with me anything and everything your eyes have been telling me since I walked into the bar? No strings, no thinking about anything beyond our time on the island. Would you accept? Or would you decline?”

I clenched my glass. There was nothing more I wanted to do than spend the night lost in her, but I wasn’t the type of man to take advantage of anyone, and especially not a woman who had such an innocent aura about her.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Try me,” she countered, making my cock jump at the prospect she was posing.

“Why would you pick me out of all the men here on the island? A good girl like you should want someone opposite to me.”