WILD WEDDING HOOK UP

yes flicking briefly to the ta

know, but whose touch she could already feel and she swallowed hard. Okay

ered, "and then send

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lton shifted

x finger, the movement rhythmic and agonizingly in sync with the heat coiling through his gut. He really should have left with his father. He should have been halfway home, thinking about Monday's me

was in a state of permanent riot. And those eyes-dark, piercing, and utterly depraved in the dim light-kept snapping back to

moved away, and he sensed her attention returning to him. Her phone lit up; she offered it a flicker of annoyance, a quick

you,

er grudgingly tore his gaze away to find a blonde waitress hoveri

he bar," she whispe

he drink, and a slow, dangero

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atched him straighten his spine and plant his feet on the floor, the sheer ph

me to me, s

raking over her with an appreciative heat that lit up every nerve ending in their path. Isabella didn't look awa

me," she said, her voic

t him in a silent toast. "I wan

ugh edge that suggested he spent more time giving orders than following them

g my outlook this evening," she replied

yes were the color of dark, expensive chocolate, and they were

e both," h

, teasing him, and enjo

now it

," she continued, tho

brought him deep into her personal space and Isabella instinctively twisted toward him, her senses

k?" He leaned back against the bar-edge, his

nodding toward the bartender, though the word

o her glass. "Is that

stick, her fingers trembling slightly. "

hand, his expression darkening. "It

hick enough to choke on an

the bar-top, his fingers coming to hover just above her knee, the heat from his hand radiating through her dress "I was too...

I was one of the guest

contemplated telling him that she wasn't just an ordinary guest, but also the sister to the groom, but he obviously didn't know her, and he said he'd only attended because of his father, which made him t

tinued, his voice dropping to a seductive

ingertips were reaching. If she just uncrossed her legs they would brush aga

." she whispered, her thighs clenching. She was b

as

lifted the empty olive stick and nibbled at the end of it, her ey