Carter meets Ally -
I will give you fifty dollars to have a drink with me,” she said, tucking herself into the small space between him and the wall.
“As much as I’d love to take you up on that offer, the drinks are complimentary,” he said, playing dumb.
“Yeah, I know.” She flashed him a tight smile before tilting her chin down, hiding her face from the rest of the crowd. “It’s the company I’m interested in.”
“And why’s that?” he asked.
She didn’t lift her head, only her eyes moved to meet his gaze. “Because I’ve got two of the scariest-looking security guards you’ve ever seen on my tail. One is massive and the other one looks like he could freeze water just by looking at it.”
Carter fought back the smile that pulled at his lips. He recognized those descriptions well. His two men at the front door, Jake Thorne and Rhys Vaughn. Her assessment of the pair was dead on.
Chaos ensues -
“That’s the problem.” His voice was close again. His breath caressed the top of her ear. “I rarely do what’s best for me.”
One minute of suck and you’re out of this mess. Oh, but what a sucky minute it was going to be. Still, there was nothing to do but be done with it.
“What, did you used to be in a carnival act before getting into the security business?” she asked.
“Not exactly,” he said, his lips quirking up in a devilish smile. “Army Special Forces.”
“That actually explains a lot,” she said.
What the hell was it about this man? One second he had her blushing over his devilish smiles, and in the next instant, she wanted to kick him in the kneecaps. Maybe if he didn’t take such perverse pleasure in making her pry every last answer out of him, she would be able to keep her blood pressure under control. But as it was, she was quickly reaching her boiling point.
And the rest of the team are there to help - I loved Charlie. She rocks!
“What exactly did you do?”
“We protected the good guys. Got rid of the bad ones.” Carter’s smile tilted, and Ally got the feeling that there was far more he couldn’t tell her than he could. “Someone gave us the nickname The Sinner Saints because it seemed like we always did the right thing the wrong way.”
A smile spread across Ally’s face. The Sinner Saints. “An angel’s heart and the devil’s smile,” she said. “The name suits you.” Ally tried not to squirm in her seat as something in Carter’s gaze changed, intensity pushing out the humor.
“That means a lot coming from you,” he said, his voice low.
“Miss Weaver,” she said, her jaw dropping open when she saw Ally. “You look…wow. I take it dinner was a raging success.”
Ally shrugged. “The reviews were mixed.”
“Captain Nemo would have enjoyed it,” Carter said, coming up behind Ally. Ally bit into her lip to keep from laughing, but she couldn’t keep the smile off her face.
“Was that a…joke?” Charlie’s nose crinkled as her eyes narrowed. “I mean, I didn’t get it. But it certainly sounded like a joke.”
“Carter likes to think so,” Ally said. “He says stuff like that all the time.”
“No, he doesn’t.” Charlie looked up at her boss like his body might have been taken over by an alien being. “Back me up on this, Bowie.”
“I’m good,” she said, lifting a hand to smooth back her hair. “I’m good.” Carter didn’t let go.
“Like hell you are,” Charlie said, her eyes wide with something that looked suspiciously like admiration. “You, Miss Weaver, are effing awesome. Nobody ever talks to these guys like that. You’ve given me some ideas.”
“So the only people he would target would be the ones that he could use as leverage against you.”
“And let’s be honest,” Ally said, her gaze sweeping across the room. “Other than Carter, you guys don’t really fit that description. I mean, Ol’ Blue Eyes, here, has been borderline friendly to me on a couple of occasions, but the rest of you don’t exactly act like I’ve made your Christmas card list.” Rhys’ brows pulled together, but there was no hint of a smile on his face.
“Is Ol’ Blue Eyes Mason?”
Ally cocked her head to the side. “Yeah. Mason. You’re Iceman.”
“But we both have blue eyes,” he said, his voice deadpan.
“Yeah, but I need a sweater when I look into yours…so you’re Iceman.”
Jake clapped a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. I heard she calls me Bruiser.”
“She doesn’t have any problem calling me Wall of Meat to my face,” Bowie grumbled. “That was said in anger, and I’m sorry…but you have to admit it’s a very apt description,” Ally admitted.
Things heat up -
“Why did you kiss me?”
“Because I wanted to kiss you,” he said. “I wanted to taste you. I wanted you.”
Ally blinked a few times. She tried to swallow but her mouth had gone suddenly dry. “Oh.” It was the only sound she could manage to make. Words were beyond her.
“So, I’m going to ask you one more time,” Carter said, his fingers falling away from hers. “And if you answer because you had no other choice, that’s fine. I will sleep on the couch tonight.” He eased his body away from hers. “Or,” he went on, “tell me the truth, and I will carry you up those stairs, peel off that dress and spend the rest of the night making love to every inch of you.”
Ally couldn’t breathe. She tried, but nothing happened......
Finally, her mouth opened. “I-I…I wanted to kiss you,” she said. “I can’t remember the last time I wanted to kiss someone so badly.”
A wicked smile spread across Carter’s face. “Good answer,” he said. His breath fell across her lips as his arm snaked around her back.
“I’m crap with words,” he said. “I’m going to show you instead.”
Big finish!
“See, I told you it’s only twelve feet.”
She cast him a glare. “That was a long twelve feet.”
He turned his head toward the building as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “Next time we’ll have to do thirty.”
“Next time?” she raised her brows.
“What, you have a better idea for date night?” he asked, a smile curling up the corners of his lips. “Fine, next time it can be your pick.”
“Seriously?” Ally asked, as she shook her head. “You can’t talk like this when anyone else is around? You know they all think I’m crazy.”
Carter crooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face. Her eyes locked with his.
“It’s just for you,” he said, and pressed his lips to hers. “Everything, it’s just for you.”