LOVING LUNA: A Dark Billionaire Romance (HOUSE OF LIONS Book 11) by Shayne Ford

Author:Shayne Ford [Ford, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-13T18:30:00+00:00

11

LUNA RAE

The house is full of guests.

Why?

I have no idea.

If I had a say, I would’ve liked a more intimate gathering, with only a few people around the table, no Kian or Tatiana Rowe, Irina Loch, and a dozen other women wearing chiffon dresses, expensive jewelry, and designer clutches.

If I had a say, I would’ve kept my trench on, but I had to leave it with a staff member on the first floor.

Walking up the stairs, I felt naked, so I tugged at my neckline and my hemline all the way to the second floor.

I took a deep breath in the doorway before I entered the living room, and here I am, still standing next to the door, still holding my breath.

The place is quieter, as if the music stopped.

The music is not the problem. It’s the voices that have turned quiet. The men and women in the room have drinks in their hands while waiting to be seated at the dinner table.

I glance around without knowing who I’m looking for.

A collective gasp grows in my wake as I strut across the room.

Forget that I’m flicking my hair to cover my chest while I’m trying to take small steps, so my hemline doesn’t ride up even more.

Forget all that.

Nothing can cover my body and conceal my plan to drive men crazy. The men in the room flash knowing smiles.

The women are not so taken with me. They move their focus away from me quickly.

I spot Baron at last.

He stands by the window, his phone glued to his ear, his back turned to me.

He doesn’t wear a suit jacket, and I stare at the expansion of his shoulders as if hoping to put a thought in his head and make him turn to me.

He pivots to me because the room is so silent.

His eyebrows go up in surprise.

I’m already heading to him when he slides his phone into his pocket, speechless.

He wears dark pants, a narrow belt highlighting his waist.

His sleeves are rolled up, setting off his muscular forearms and expensive watch.

He looks at me, thunderstruck.

A soft smile curls his lips when I finally reach him.

“Is it too much?” I ask, my cheeks hot.

His eyes turn into a sea of heat. Slowly, he moves his gaze down while I grab his arm to steady myself.

“Is it?” I insist.

Biting the inside of his cheek, he drags his gaze up. It feels as if his fingers touch my thighs and hips, and chest.

His stare lingers on my mouth, his lips softly opening before our eyes meet.

My grip tightens on his forearm as we share a stare for a moment.

“You’re perfect,” he says, his hoarse voice making my skin tingle.

He lowers his mouth to my ear, his hand sliding to the root of my neck and resting there for way too long not to feel a wave of heat growing in my body.

“Make sure he’s not touching you.”

That’s not my problem now.

How do I stop myself from melting from his touch? Baron’s touch that is.

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