Chapter Ten

Laura

After making sure the coast was clear, they both snuck back out of the mother’s room and back into the museum. Ethan grabbed Laura’s hand as the walked, giving her a gentle squeeze as they left the quiet restroom area and rejoined the party.

“Can I get you a drink?” he asked, motioning toward the bar.

Laura chuckled. “Are you actually going to get me one this time, or are we heading back upstairs?”

The way his pupils dilated and focused only on her had her heating for him all over again. She was used to having lust fade after a sexual encounter, but this time it wasn't fading. If anything, she wanted him more now than she did ten minutes ago. She wasn't sure how that was possible, but she was going to enjoy it.

“I was planning on drinks, but if you kiss me again, we'll have to go right back upstairs,” he replied, his voice low and deep.

“Just don't walk under the mistletoe then,” she advised.

He glanced up toward the ceiling. “You have no idea how tempting that is.”

She flushed