Baby Blues - A Vegas Baby Novella

“Would you like to order anything to eat, Mr. Dawson?” the waitress asked.

“Not for me.” I turned to Addilyn, who had already snagged one of the glasses of champagne and gulped it down. “Are you hungry, baby?”

“Nope, I’m good.” She shook her head and swapped her empty champagne glass with my full one. After the waitress walked away, she tilted her head to the side and blinked up at me. “Why do I feel like I should know who you are?”

I smiled and shook my head. “I’m not famous.”

“Then what’s up with all the fawning?” She waved her hand around in a small circle. “And how come nobody freaked out when you helped yourself to this primo table?”

I chuckled and took a sip of my whiskey before answering. “I’m the head of security for the Lennox.”

“Ohhhhhh.” Her plump lips formed a perfect circle, and an image of them wrapped around my cock popped into my head. “So you’re kind of a big deal around here?”

“I have a certain degree of power,” I conceded with a slight nod. “And all of Drew’s employees know it.”

Her dark eyes shone with humor as she sipped her champagne. When the glass was half empty, she set it back down and grinned at me. “It’s a good thing I have an iron-clad contract then. I’d hate for there to be an imbalance of power between us.”

I stroked my knuckles against her cheek, thinking about her irresistible pull. She had no idea the degree of power she had over me. “I gave Drew shit when he finally told me about the offer he made you because it went against all the security protocols I have in place. Then I saw you up on that stage, heard your incredible voice, and realized that I owe him one hell of a thank you for doing whatever it took to keep you in Vegas.”

“Do me a favor and tell my parents that sometime,” she sighed, finishing off her second glass of champagne before taking a sip of her water.

“Will do,” I promised, sliding my arm over her shoulders. I had no doubt that I’d meet her parents at some point, and I was more than willing to let them know how happy I was to have met their daughter. Although they would probably figure it out themselves, considering the place she was going to have in my life.

As she explained how they’d urged her to see the world before settling down, I poured her another glass of champagne and asked some questions about the places she’d be interested in visiting. There wasn’t a chance in hell she’d be going without me, though. The settling down ship had already sailed when we met because she’d found her man.

“I know they love me, but sometimes I feel as though they don’t truly know me.” She grabbed the champagne bottle and emptied the rest of it into her glass, before leaning into my side.

The waitress was approaching our table but switched directions when I looked up and shook my head because I didn’t want anyone to interrupt our privacy while Addilyn was opening up to me. “How so?”

“I love to sing, but making it big isn’t important to me.” She gulped down the rest of the champagne and set the empty glass on the table with a sigh. “Family is what matters.”

“Family is everything,” I agreed, happy as fuck to know she felt that way.

She jerked up and twisted her body to stare at me. “I have the best idea for what we should do next!”

“Whatever you want, baby. I’ll make it happen.” What she said next was definitely the last thing I expected to hear only hours after we’d met.

Chapter 4

Addilyn

“We should get married!” I didn’t know where the idea came from, but I instantly knew it was the best one I’d ever had. Knox was the hottest, sweetest guy I’d met in my entire life, and I had never experienced the kind of attraction he aroused in me. And holy cow…the thought of this sexy god’s babies had my ovaries exploding. Yeah, best idea ever.

But what would he think about my proposal? I peeked up at him through my lashes to see him staring down at me with a thoughtful expression. “You want to get married?” he clarified, his gaze serious and assessing. However, I saw a glimmer in his eyes that made me think he liked the idea.

I nodded enthusiastically and clapped my hands. “There’s a chapel here, right? I mean, it’s Vegas!”

Knox rubbed his chin, and a slow smile began to spread across his handsome face. “As a matter of fact, my sisters run the chapel here at the Lennox.” He trailed his finger along my bottom lip, then the top, before leaning in and replacing it with his mouth. I immediately melted into him, feeling drunk from the effect his kiss was having on me. This man could freaking kiss. His tongue ran along the seam of my lips, and I parted them obediently. He deepened the kiss, and I moaned at the taste of his whiskey and something delicious I knew was all him. The arm he had around me slipped down, and he splayed his hand on my naked back. The touch of our skin practically burned, and my body was near to bursting into flames. By the time he pulled back, I was panting and ready to rip my clothes off and beg him to take me right then and there.