Before she could decide, his solid body was pressing against her, urging her to slide over into the corner of the booth.
And she did, which left her a little miffed and seriously bewildered.
The guy still standing at the end of the table sputtered. “I thought you weren’t looking for company.”
“She isn’t. She already has me.”
The guy frowned. Anger flared deep in his eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me you were here with someone?”
Because she wasn’t. Although, she was coherent enough to realize it wouldn’t be smart to say that out loud right now. So, she simply offered a shrug and an apologetic half smile.
With a labored huff, the guy finally walked away, apparently realizing arguing with her wasn’t going to get him anywhere. Especially with the wall of masculinity sitting between them. The guy would have been mental to take on the man currently pressed against her body from shoulder to hip.
The heat of him seeped into her flesh. Maybe she should have changed clothes, put on longer shorts. The hem had ridden up her thigh at some point and she could feel the rub of his skin against hers, smooth to hair-roughened.
She found her voice enough to ask, “Who are you?” She kept the words pitched low so only he could hear them.
Draping an arm across the back of the booth, he squeezed in closer. A few seconds ago she would have thought that physically impossible. She was obviously wrong.
“Jack,” he said, dipping his head and brushing the single word across the sensitive shell of her ear.
“Nice to meet you,” she answered without thought or intent.
Pulling back, he smiled down at her. A shiver snaked through her stomach. Somehow he managed to fill his expression with kindness, sensuality and predatory promise. Apparently a deadly combination to her libido.
Loralei shifted in her seat. “What are you doing here?”
He shrugged, his entire ribcage lifting and sliding against her. “Rescuing you. I would have thought that was obvious.”
“Well, yes, but why?”
His smile changed, going a little dangerous around the edges. “Because I wanted to.”
Oh, this guy was trouble. Clearly. The kind of man who got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it.
Too bad. Tonight he was going to be disappointed, because he couldn’t have her.