Chapter 15
Being married to the Princess shouldn’t give him a free pass. So, after confirming Billy’s status as a detective, I pull my phone
out.
The bar music grows louder, and I lean closer to Billy to ask, “Can we exchange numbers? I want to be able to contact you if I find
anything at the company and vice versa.
We pass our phones to each other, putting our contact information, and as I pass Billy his phone, I feel a heavy gaze on my back.
Turning around, I scan the bar, blinking against the dim light and searching for whoever is looking at me. I find a familiar,
striking pair of green eyes watching me. He’s across the room in a booth alone, dressed in the same navy suit he wore to work
today.
Nolan.
My breath catches in my chest when our eyes connect, and he doesn’t look away.
In fact, Nolan stands and starts walking in our direction. Billy notices my diverted attention and sees Nolan. Then after a brief
moment of shock, he smiles and bows a little. I realize he knows who Nolan is.
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“I’ll excuse myself. I have some business to attend, Fiona, but I’ll be in touch,” Billy says, taking several steps away once he stands.
Before he can leave, Nolan walks up and stands slightly behind me, his arm across the back of my chair. I glance at him, confused as to why he’s so close, but he’s not looking at me. Nolan’s eyes are on Billy.
Instead of jumping into another conversation, Billy merely waves and leaves us alone.
“Am I interrupting your date?” Nolan questions, his expressionless eyes never leave Billy until he disappears out the door.
Shaking my head, I look up at him, answering, “It wasn’t a date. It’s not that kind of relationship.” As soon as the words leave my lips, Nolan’s cold expression softens a bit, becoming slightly more relaxed.
I study him, taking in the glint in his eyes, but I can’t make out what it is. Even as he turns to me, I can’t tell what he’s thinking. It’s the hardest thing about Nolan. His face is blank or cold most of the time, which leaves no room to know what he’s thinking.
“Come to the box with me.”
There’s no room for argument in his tone, which has me wondering if something happened at work. So, I follow him through the bar, my eyes trailing up his back to those broad, strong shoulders.
My eyes flicker from Nolan’s gorgeous body to the people around us as we walk through a hallway. A few passing by did a double- take at his face–then thought better of saying hello when they saw his expression.
People kissing lean against the walls, and my mind jumps to the night Nolan and I spent together.
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The memories and the scent of cypress seep into me, making me feel a bit woozy and more drunk than I am. Suddenly, I want his lips on mine, like those people around us. His hands and body, that strong body, would feel so good against mine, especially il pushed me up against the wall and…
Heat floods my body as my thoughts spiral into the memories of hot touches and heavy breathing. What I wouldn’t give to have him touching me like that again.
Suddenly, I slam into a wall, stumbling back. Hands grab onto my shoulders and stop me from falling over.
When I’m standing steady again, I look up and realize I ran into Nolan. He doesn’t way anything, but neither do I. I find myself drowning in those gorgeous green eyes, even as he guides me inside like I have no control over myself.
What is wrong with me?
I stumble, having had one too many drinks, and lean against the desk that sits in the middle of the room. Nolan closes the door behind us and then walks over, approaching me slowly.
The silence kills me while he moves closer, not saying anything. Is this going where I think it’s going? He stops right in front of me, not even a foot away, and stares down at me. I try to blink past the haze that’s slowly creeping into my vision and making me a little dizzy.
Nolan leans in, his hand dropping to the desk next to my hip as he gets closer.
He’s going to kiss me.
It’s the only thing that makes sense, and honestly, I kind of want him to. Scratch that. I really want him to. Except, he has different plans, because the words that come out of his mouth are nothing close to what I imagined.
“Did you go through all that trouble to get close to me just to get back at your ex–boyfriend?”
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