Beautiful Damage: A Billionaire Romantic Suspence Novel by Raina Ash

Author:Raina Ash [Ash, Raina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pink Fox Publishing
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

DECLAN

FOUR DAYS REMAINING.

I can’t stop gazing at my mystery woman as she eats dinner across the table. The restaurant is a low rabble around us because all I can focus on is her. The candlelight flickers across her face, casting shadows that only highlight her beauty.

Of course, my eyes keep dipping to that low V on her dress. She picked it out earlier—reluctantly—when I told her I wanted to buy her a dress for our date. Even though she protested like always, she spent a few hours trying on different styles, as if she wanted to pick the right one.

She did. She’s a vision in deep blue silk, and I’m mesmerized by every movement she makes.

I don’t seem to be the only one who is distracted; her eyes keep scanning my suit. Seems I made a good outfit pick as well.

She chews a bite of her salmon, then sips her Merlot, her eyes surveying my plate. “You haven’t eaten much. Is the lobster bad?”

I focus on her generous cleavage again. She’s not wearing a bra and I’m picturing the way my hands are going to slip into that V later, parting the fabric to reveal her tits. I’m thinking I might fasten her hands behind her back again, giving myself complete, unrestricted access.

Smirking to myself about the fun we’ll have soon, I sip my wine. “No, the food here is delicious. Just saving room for dessert.”

Her bottom lip puckers as her brows lower in thought. “Which dessert? I’ve been eyeing the crème brûlée at the next table.”

I grin against the rim of my glass at her innocent reaction. It’s amusing because she’s anything but innocent in bed. “Oh, just something sweet that’ll drip down my chin and make a mess.”

She gives me an almost disgusted look, half of her top lip twitching as if pulled by a string. “What dessert is—” Her beautiful cheeks turn crimson as her eyes become delicate saucers when she realizes I’m not talking about food. Lowering her head, she whispers, “Declan,” like everyone around us is suddenly staring.

The way her teeth have captured her bottom lip, the way she shifts in her chair, shows that my words had the intended effect.

I’m enjoying her reaction too much and want to push a little, so I say, “I’m tempted to crawl under this table and have my dessert now.”

Her voice lifts. “Oh my god, I would die of embarrassment.”

“As long as I get you to come first.”

Her sudden laugh is loud and robust, so she covers her mouth, giggling to herself. I join in her laughter, letting it shake my shoulders before another sip of wine.

When she’s done giggling, she leans forward, her eyes dancing with a lightness this date has brought us both.

“What?” I ask, because she’s staring at me.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you laugh like that before. I like it.”

It may be my turn to blush because my cheeks are warm. But she’s right; I don’t remember when I’ve laughed so freely. Likely years.

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