Chapter 7 – Dangerous

Angel sucked in a breath as he eyes stayed glued to him, not sure how or why he would be feeling like that, and she wasn’t all too sure she wanted to fight it.  She liked the thought of a hand that should be at the small of her back skimming and cupping her ass; or, the thought of a hand upon her shoulder moving to the back of the neck to grab it or even massage it.  And all of those thoughts and feelings were dangerous.

                They pulled up to the Ritz and he helped her out before giving the keys to the valet.  And as he put his hand on her back, she smirked and whispered, “if your hand happens to wander downward to grab the ass, I won’t object.  Or, if you find you can’t keep your hands to yourself, I won’t frown upon it.”  He sucked in a breath as he heard that.  Now, that was an open invitation. 

They walked through the doors and his hand skimme