Hooked #2 (The Hooked Romance Series - Book 2) by Adams Claire

Author:Adams, Claire [Adams, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-01-29T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

I touched my hair briefly before opening the door and tipping my hips to the left. I greeted Drew with bright eyes. “Hey,” I whispered.

He looked quite dapper. He was wearing a black shirt and a stunning purple tie. His smile nearly smirked at me before giving way to something deeper, something sincere. “Hey,” he said. He looked at me earnestly before clearing his throat. “You look lovely.”

“Thanks,” I murmured, looking down at my tight dress.

“Have you decided what you want to do this evening?” Drew asked after a long pause. “It is your turn, after all.”

“And we’re a democracy, something like that?” I said it playfully.

He nodded. His chin was pointed, sturdy.

“All right, then. You’re going to meet my closest friend. My assistant. And her baby, Jackson. And her husband.” I smiled at him with assurance as his eyed grew dark for a moment. “Don’t worry about them. They’re fine. They just—they don’t get out much. And I promised I’d head over there tonight. Afterwards, we can grab a drink somewhere in Old Town?”

Drew nodded, placing one of his wide hands on his chest. “That sounds nice, actually. It’s been a long time since I had some semblance of a family dinner.”

I laughed, walking out the door and locking my room behind me. “You know. It’s been quite a while for me, as well. I never considered myself a ‘family girl,’ I suppose.”

“There’s not a lot I know about you, is there?” Drew asked me, placing his arm out beside me. I accepted his elbow as we walked toward the steps. “I don’t know what you do, how you do anything. I don’t know what you did today. I can’t even imagine it.”

I didn’t say anything as we walked down the steps. My heart nearly burst as we exited the front door and found the Porsche out front once more; ready to pounce into the Chicago night. I looked up at him with bright eyes.

“You know. You just looked so good in it last night. I had to bring it tonight,” he murmured, leaning down and kissing me directly on the cheek. I felt his large, supple lips as they bounced off me lightly.

We rushed across the city toward the lake. I watched out the window without speaking, noting the way each car rushed by us, on the way to other dinners, other drinks, other dates. I turned toward Drew as he focused, concentrating on the road with his lips firmly together. Every move he made was directed with such ease, such ready comprehension. In a way, he drove like he made love.

“Is there anything I should know about your best friend before we arrive?” Drew asked me, turning his head primly toward me.

I thought for a moment. “You know. One thing you might want to know is that she was one of the premier ballerinas throughout the country. She was the head ballerina at her university before this guy—her husband—swooped her up and promptly married her.”

“That’s tragic,” Drew said, saying exactly what I wanted him to say.

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