“I’m… scared,” I stammer, bowing my head while trying to piece my thoughts together. “I flew across the world to see you. Doesn’t that count for something?”
“Yes. It means you’re a supportive friend, Adriana. Don’t put more pressure on yourself than you need to.”
How does he always know what to say to ease my fears?
He raises his arm to check his watch. “It’s time.”
Holding out his arm out in a friendly gesture, I link my arm into his.
“Julian?”
He stops and focuses his attention back on me.
“So, the paparazzi at this event…” I hold back, my paranoia on overdrive. The last thing I want is the tabloids to get wind of this and Lex finding out through some greedy photographer wanting a quick buck.
“Yes, if you’re asking if the media will be at this event. It will go online and make it to the States, or shall I say to your brother’s email? There’s a possibility.”
I pull my arm away not realizing I had done so until I see the look of disappointment in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”
He cuts me off, placing his finger on my lips, gentle, yet my body begins to feel things, a warm sensation spreading like wildfire.
“Let’s just enjoy tonight, okay?”
We continue to stare at one another until his fingers move toward my collarbone and lace the chain around my neck, tracing them down to where the cross sits inches away from the curves of my breasts. The tips of his fingers linger right in the middle, moving gently to pick up the pendant in his hands.
This is why you wear
bras, stupid! Now the whole world will see you’re aroused.
In a nervous move, I unexpectedly wrap my arms around him, burying myself into his masculine scent which is driving me insane. I feel his breath linger on my ear, sensing his struggle to hold back his feelings.
“Adriana… you look stunning,” he whispers, resting his hands on my hips. “You need to let go of me, or else we won’t be able to leave this room.”
I can’t be sure if it’s the lack of a man’s touch, or his words, which cause my body to go into a meltdown, and I may have felt something against me, something extremely hard.
His dick, Adriana. Fucking admit he has a hard-on.
I reluctantly pull away.
He opens the door with the most delicious smile plastered on his face. “You’re going to kill me.”
“It’s nice to know I have that effect.” I wink back.
“If only you knew how much, Adriana… If only you knew.”
The sun has set, the night sky illuminated by the vast range of buildings clustered in the city.
I find myself drawn to the view of the bridge, the flickering lights creating a picturesque light show. I have to pinch myself. Never in a million years did I think I’d be fortunate enough to experience this dream.
But once upon a time, you and your husband dreamed this dream, and now you’re here with another man.
I beg the voices to stop.
Walking into the spacious open room takes my breath away. Scattered around are tall white tables with leather bar stools surrounding them. The flooring is lit up like a neon light show, unusual yet very modern. There are large bi-fold doors opening onto a balcony, allowing a soft sea breeze to fill the room.
The room is totally stunning as is everyone in it. People in their gorgeous dresses and suits fill the room, and all of them are here to celebrate the man of the evening. Julian.