Book 3 - Ch. 162: The Mayor's Daughter

JUDE POV

I must love torturing myself because the way Ella looks tonight is giving me major blue balls. I’ve never met anyone, not even Beth, that could cause me to have to readjust myself multiple times a day, but little miss innocent does it to me daily. Tonight is my fault, though, I should have put her in a burlap sack for the evening, but I think she would have figured out a way to make even that look sexy as fuck.

I act the perfect gentleman, helping her out of the limo that I rented for the night. I wanted to make it look like we belong, arriving in style like everyone else, and I was right, all the guests are arriving in limos or town cars. I even try soothing her nerves when I see her tense up as soon as she sees that they are scanning the invites. I don’t hire amateurs, they do it right or they don’t do it at all.

When she slips her hand into mine as we walk down the hall, my heart skips a beat. I’ve never been one to show PDA, not unless I’m fucking someone in a kink club