CEO Daddy (Crescent Cove 6.50)

Smoothly, she tucked it into her bag. “More like an agenda. Some journal aspects too, you could say.”

“So, your life is busy enough you need to keep a running to do list.”

Her pale brown eyebrows lifted. “You, sir, are asking far too many questions for a random hookup.”

“Keep calling me sir and maybe you’ll distract me into forgetting them.”

Her lips parted a fraction, and I swore I could hear her rush of breath despite the conversation all around us.

“Here’s your credit card, Hannah.” Sage set down the bill folder. “Hope you two have a nice night. Don’t be a stranger, Asher.” She wiggled her fingers in a wave and moved on to the next table.

Hannah took back her credit card, slipping it into her wallet. “The nice thing about Sage knowing you is it gives me some comfort you may not be a serial killer.”

“She only knows me to say hello and goodbye when I have dinner. We aren’t buddies. And remember, even she mentioned Ted Bundy earlier.”

“Thank you for allaying my fears.”

“You take far more chances on those apps.”

“I cancelled my last date with Joe Blow. Let’s go.”

Arching a brow, I rose and moved around the table to help her out of her chair. She did not wait for my assistance and was soon halfway across the room.

I followed her out, my gaze firmly on her swaying hips in her clingy dress.

Goddamn, she was gorgeous.

I came up behind her in the foyer when she stopped at the base of the sweeping staircase that led to the second floor. She turned toward me and shocked the hell out of me by placing the room key in my hand. Then she leaned up on her tiptoes and spoke near my ear—which was pretty damn close, since she seemed on the high side

of average height and her heels gave her just enough of a boost. Her breath smelled sweet and fruity, a cross between the lemon tarts we’d shared and the champagne.

“You probably prefer to be in charge. So, let’s pretend the room is yours.”

I caught her wrist before she eased back. “Let’s get one reality straight.”

Blue eyes huge, she nodded.

“For tonight, you’re mine.”

She wetted her lips. “Same goes, Asher.”

Just her saying my name had me going harder than the beams that held up the damn ceiling.

“All night.”

Again, she nodded.

Christ, it burned me to acknowledge that all too soon, she would no longer be in my sphere. And that was crazy. “I won’t go further than you want me to, but now’s your chance to say no.”

She’d have a million other chances to say no, but of course I hoped she wouldn’t want to. I wasn’t trying to scare her, just figure out what her limits were.

Even what mine were when it came to her. Right now? It didn’t feel like I had many left. She’d tested my boundaries in ways I’d never expected, simply by being herself.

Unless even her personality was a game, just like her mysterious persona. If that was true, I didn’t want to know.

I wanted the fantasy every bit as much as she did.

“Yes is the only word I plan on saying tonight.” She jogged up the stairs, weaving around a couple who was coming down.