L.A. Confidential by Julie Kenner

Author:Julie Kenner
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2001-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

8

DURING THE ENTIRE drive back to the Bellisimo, there was never a moment when he wasn’t touching her. Little caresses, a brush of her cheek, his hand resting lightly on her thigh. And every tiny movement, every slight caress, ratcheted her already overwound libido even tighter.

Only when the valet at the hotel opened her door did he slide his hand from her thigh, the gentle movement leaving an indelible imprint on her flesh. She eased herself out of the car and stood by the revolving door hugging herself while he took the valet ticket.

She knew what would happen next—they’d go upstairs, flirt a little more, and end up making love all night. She should feel like a slut. After all, they weren’t dating anymore. She was only here with him, letting him stroke and caress her, because she needed something from him. What had he said? Quid pro quo.

But damn if she didn’t want the quid, too.

Finished with the car, he came to her and immediately slipped his arm around her waist. “Ready?”

“Sure. Do you want to grab a drink in the bar?”

He brushed her hair aside and pressed a light kiss against the back of her neck. “Wouldn’t you rather go to your room?”

Oh, yes. Trying for casual, she shrugged lightly. “Sure. If you want.”

His dimple made a brief appearance as he took her arm, and she was reminded once again of how damn handsome he was. “I want.”

“Well, then, by all means, lead the way.”

With his arm around her waist, they headed for the elevators, fighting the conventioneers, now dressed in evening clothes. They stepped onto the elevator with a well-dressed group that got off at the next level, probably heading for dinner at Oxygen.

“Are you sure you don’t need to check in?”

“That’s the beauty of hiring excellent managers. My restaurants run like clockwork even when I’m not there.”

“And that doesn’t make you feel extraneous?”

They were alone in the elevator, and he turned to stand right in front of her, his palms rubbing softly against her arms. “I find ways to keep busy.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Mmm.”

The air between them sizzled as he stepped closer, near enough that she could feel him against her, could tell that he was just as aroused as she was. It was an empowering feeling. She wasn’t calling the shots—not by any stretch of the imagination—but at least she had this tiny bit of control.

“Have you ever made love in an elevator?” His whisper swept over her, tickling the hair near her ear.

“I thought you were into Ferris wheels.”

“Motion,” he said, demonstrating by pressing his hips closer still. “Maybe I just like motion.”

“I—” She broke off with a gasp when his hand snaked down her back, under the waistband of her skirt, and rested at the swell of her backside. He was crossing the line, and she stood up straighter, almost unwilling to believe Ken was seducing her on an elevator. But the evidence was right there, touching and teasing her. “Ken. Not here.

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