Damien first. “A seriously intense vault, from what my dad told me when the place was under construction. Aubert wanted it in the hotel instead of on the ground floor. Another level of safety, I guess.” He shrugs. “Also, the plan is for the hotel to appeal to the extremely wealthy. With such a small number of rooms, it will have to. So security is a big deal.”
“All part of the PR,” Damien says. “I get it.”
“And the red beryl?”
Red turns to me. “One of the world’s rarest and most valuable gemstones. I hear this one is seven carats. He’s creating a setting for it, and apparently there’s already a buyer on the hook. That woman with Aubert? She’s supposed to model it at his grand opening event in a week.”
“Wow.”
“So the bar has different ownership than the hotel?” Damien asks, less fascinated by this stone than I am.
“And dry run means the bartender comes out to mingle?” I add.
Red chuckles. “Yes to the first. As to the other, nah, that’s just my style.”
“Who’s the owner? You mentioned your father.”
“William Cooper. I told him I wanted a night behind the bar, and he was happy to oblige. I figured he’d stay around and keep an eagle eye on me but turns out he has a lady friend.” His smile widens. “Go figure.” He glances around, then waves at the table with the awkward couple. “You two doing okay? Your appetizers will be right out.” He taps our table, his attention returning to us. “I’ll get your drinks over and your order in. Meantime, shout if you need anything.”
We assure him we will, then I lean against Damien as I watch Red walk away. “That’s a guy who likes his job.”
“Seems to be,” Damien says.
I turn to him as he scoots further into the booth. “What? You don’t think so?”
“No, not that. I just—I just wouldn’t take him for a bartender at all.” He lifts a shoulder. “C’est la vie.”
“Mr. Stark. Can you be losing your edge about reading people?”
He slides even further, urging me along with him so that we are all the way in the booth. “So long as I haven’t lost my ability to read you, I’m not going to worry too much about it.”
“Oh? Well, maybe we ought to test that. Try to read me now.”
“Hmm.” He shifts to face me more directly. “You, Mrs. Stark, want me to kiss you.”
I tug on his tie, urging his face closer to mine. “Amazing,” I say. “You’re exceptionally gifted.”
I brush a kiss over his lips, then sit back and simply watch him watching me. “What?” I finally say when I catch the hint of humor flashing in his eyes.
“Just thinking that if this were our pre-parenting years I would have made a point of getting you worked up right here, right now. Simply because I can.”
“Oh, really?” I don’t say so, but those words alone are going a long way toward doing that very thing.
“Mmm,” he says, resting his palm on my thigh. I’m still wearing the same outfit from earlier; we both are. Since this is only an overnight trip and our dinner restaurant is casual, there didn’t seem to be any reason to bring yet another change of clothes. Now, the heat of his palm on my bare thigh seeps into me, warming me in the kind of way that almost makes me wish we hadn’t ordered anything but room service.
“Tell me more.”
His thumb moves back and forth, slowly teasing my skin as he leans closer and whispers, “What would you do if I told you to take off your panties and spread your legs?”
I lick my lips, my core already throbbing with need. “I’d tell you that I wasn’t wearing any.”
His throat moves, and I silently congratulate myself. It’s clear he wasn’t expecting that answer. “God, Nikki. I do love you.”
“I know,” I say, then uncross my legs and spread my thighs. I know that the tablecloth is keeping us hidden from view, and the bar is mostly empty. Even so, it’s still public, and that knowledge heightens the sensuality of the moment. So much that I can barely keep from squirming, desperately trying to find satisfaction even though I know it won’t come until Damien finally touches me.
My phone lights up, and I see that the call is from Abby, my partner in my software company, Fairchild & Partners Development, and there is no way in hell I’m answering that call right this second.
I grab