Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 11: NICK
Nick leaned against the wall in the hallway his gut tied in an angry knot. He never should’ve helped her. He should’ve let her flounder up there. She’d been going to bolt. It’d been as clear in her eyes as her spark of desire when she’d seen him. Did her boyfriend know she still had the hots for her ex-lover? He usually didn’t fuck women with boyfriends or husbands but she was his. He’d found her first and the boyfriend could have her back when he was done with her.
The waiter came out and handed him another drink.
“Thanks. What did she say?” He’d sent the kid to spy at her table. He’d expected her to come into the hallway looking for him but he should’ve realized she’d go back to her little-dicked boyfriend.
“Nothing much. She told her date that she thought she saw someone she knew.”
He snorted. She knew she saw him. Her panties were probably soaking because of it. “What else?”
The kid hesitated.
“Tell me.” This wouldn’t be good.
“The guy asked her who she thought she saw and she said no one important.”
His jaw clenched, grinding his teeth. No one important! She’d had multiple orgasms with him. She’d spilled her guts about her ex and baby but he was no one important.
“Sorry, sir.”
“Don’t be. I needed to hear it.” He’d started, once again, to feel something besides lust for her. She’d been so scared and helpless on stage. He’d had to help her, but that was done. He was going to fuck her twelve ways to Sunday and then leave. “Plus, I always expect the truth,”—he glanced at the kid’s name tag—“Tommy. No matter what.”
