“I don’t keep score, Jess. You can’t live your life like that. I’m here for Annie for whatever she needs for as long as she needs it. Who’s to say in five years it won’t be the other way around?”
“True.” She held up the tequila. “You want another one?”
“One more, and I think that will be enough.” The effect of the alcohol was slowly making its way through my body, and I was feeling much more relaxed.
Thank fuck.
I drank the shot she passed me a moment later, and as I downed it, my core clenched at the sight I glimpsed.
Donovan.
His eyes found mine, and he headed my way, not letting my gaze go.
“Evening,” he murmured when he was standing in front of me.
My tummy fluttered as his voice slid through me. Commanding would be how I’d describe it best. It affected me so much I almost lost my balance. Never in my life had I come across a man who could do that from the sound of his voice alone.
Jess cut into my thoughts. “I’ll leave you to it.” She took the tequila and headed over to where Damian was. I didn’t take much notice, though, because my attention was completely on Donovan.
“It’s been a week since I’ve seen you,” I stated.
And I’ve missed you.
“I’ve been busy.”
“Bullshit.” Fuck, the tequila was doing all the talking now.
Surprise touched his face, and he remained silent for a couple of moments. Finally he agreed, “Yeah, bullshit.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, and I didn’t pursue it. His honesty was all I needed.
“You want a drink?”
He gave a quick nod. “Thanks.”
I jerked my chin at his table in the corner. “I’ll bring the bottle over.”
I watched his sexy ass as he left me. God, I wanted to hold that ass in my hands. I moved my gaze up his body. His shirt was fitted against his hard muscles. I wanted to take that shirt off and run my hands over those muscles.
Shit.
Put your tongue back in your mouth, woman.
I grabbed a glass and the bottle of scotch and joined him a moment later. Sitting across from him, I passed him both. “You can pour your own tonight.”
He raised his brows. “This how you treat all your customers?”
“No, only the ones I want to fuck.”
He didn’t even blink. Instead, he picked up the bottle, poured himself a drink and knocked it back before asking, “Are there many on that list?”
I leaned across the table and whispered, “It’s a new thing I’ve started and there’s only one on it so far.”
His stare was intense as he said, “Keep it that way.”
A shiver ran down my spine at his words and I squeezed my legs together.
He spoke again before I could think of what to say to that. “Why’d you walk away from your family?”
Totally wasn’t expecting that.