Chick With a Charm by Thompson Vicki Lewis

Author:Thompson, Vicki Lewis [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781101185544
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2010-03-02T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Griffin gave himself permission to be devious. Critical times called for critical measures. When Lily walked into the hotel lobby, he knew any man in America would forgive him.

Her hair was down around her shoulders, and she wore a short red dress and red sandals with at least a three-inch heel. A delicate silver anklet of moons and stars circled one slim ankle, a tiny detail that excited him almost as much as her low-cut neckline.

Judging from the fit of the dress, he’d be willing to bet she wasn’t wearing a bra. His nerves sizzled. He supposed she didn’t own any frumpy outfits, but she couldn’t walk around looking like that when he was feeling like this and not expect something to happen. Something would.

He walked over to meet her. “Hi.”

Her smile was as warm as ever. Whatever had made her decide they should stay apart the night before seemed to have melted away. Her brown eyes sparkled as she gave him the once-over. “Hi, yourself. That navy suit looks good on you.”

“I like that dress on you.” And he’d like it even better when it was off her. He cupped her elbows and pulled her in for a kiss that wouldn’t get them thrown out of the lobby but would let her know he’d been thinking of her . . . a lot.

She kissed him back with enough enthusiasm that he decided he’d be wise to end this activity before she shorted out every brain circuit he possessed. He eased back and gazed at her, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and full lips. “It seems like forever.”

“I’ve missed you, too.” Her glance roamed over his face. “I suppose we’d better go in and order our lunch. You probably have a tight schedule.”

“I do, so I thought I’d save time and order for us.”

“Good idea.” She started toward the restaurant.

He caught her arm. “This way.” He turned her in the opposite direction.

“Griffin, I don’t mean to be difficult, but the sign says the restaurant is—”

He guided her toward the bank of elevators. “I ordered room service.” If he hadn’t been holding her arm he might have missed the slight quiver that went through her. But he didn’t miss it, and it made him smile.

Her reply was deceptively casual, though. “You did, huh?”

“Yeah.” He turned to look at her. “We have an hour.”

“Mm.” She nodded calmly as if they were discussing the length of a business meeting, but her breathing was a little faster than normal. “Do you think that’s long enough?”

“I hope so. I have an appointment at one fifteen.”

“So, what . . . ah . . . what did you order for us to eat?”

“Mostly finger food. Things that taste okay even if they’re cold or room temperature. Things that you don’t have to fool with, unless you want to fool with them.”

He let that suggestive thought dangle as the elevator opened and he guided her inside. He would have loved this to be a private elevator ride so they could continue the discussion of food.

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