"Relax." Chloe said, and flashed a smile at him. "I mean, it's good to know that you care. But I can hold my liquor, thank you very much, and I didn't come with my car for your information. So no, I will not be driving home.""Of course you can hold your liquor," Timothy said sarcastically. "Don't even make me remind you of the time that you got really drunk at Patrick's house party and I literally had to sneak you into your house so you wouldn't get in trouble with your parents."Chloe smiled at the memory. "Yeah, I remember, but my parents would have been mad anyways…Even without the drinking. I snuck out, remember? Those were fun times indeed," But that was then and things weren't the same anymore. In fact a lot of things were different now, she thought. The last time she was here, they had been a couple and she couldn't deny that it was one of the times in her life when she had been genuinely happy. They had talked and made plans for the future... None of those plans were actualiz

They could talk, he decided. Maybe that would stop the blood in his body from rushing south and giving him a full blown erection."Still a good dancer, I see?" he said to her.Chloe lifted her head a little so she could stare at him. "I have never been a good dancer, " she replied, with a slight frown. "I dance... A little... I guess, but saying I'm good at it is just an exaggeration."He didn't reply, instead he stared at her for some seconds and smiled. The corners of his eyes crinkled. Good grief, she thought, but Timothy Kavell was a gorgeous man. She tried not to inhale his scent, nor to warm herself in his heat or drink in the richness of his dark eyes. But it was so difficult, especially since she wanted to absorb his essence clear down to her bones."I have never known you to be modest, Chloe, " he said finally.Chloe averted her eyes and focused her gaze on the couple behind him. "I wasn't being modest. I never was, but if you think I am now, well then you shouldn't be surpri

"You know, I understand that you might be too rich to know this, but there's something called a taxi" He didn't seem amused by her joke… "Chloe…" She shook her head. "I planned on drinking tonight.. Maybe not a lot... But I planned to have a few drinks and I didn't want to drive under the influence. I was going to take a taxi home" The frown didn't leave his face. "Okay, so what if for some reason, you were unable to get a taxi. What would you have done?" Chloe didn't understand why he was getting so worked up, but she decided that it was fun and it would even be more fun to tease him further, so she said, "Well, I would have just stood around somewhere and hoped to get a ride from a nice, sweet, gentleman. You'd be surprised how many men would be willing to help a damsel in distress" Timothy knew that she was joking, but he still didn't like the idea of her standing by the road and getting a ride from God knows who. He couldn't imagine her alone with any man but him and the re

She nodded even as her throat tightened. “Yeah,” she croaked. “You’re right, of course. It was a bad idea. I'm sorry”She stepped away from him and hurried to the other side of the car and as she got in, she hoped that he wouldn't see the embarrassment and hurt in her eyes. In fact, she wasn't even sure if she would be able to face him after this.... Which just proved that she was the queen of bad decisions. She had known it wouldn't end well, and yet she'd done it anyway. For some reason, she actually made bad decisions while hoping for good outcomes."What hotel are you staying at?" Timothy asked as he slipped into the driver's seat."Huh? What hotel?" Chloe replied absent mindedly.He frowned slightly. "Ernmmm. You have been around for a while. I guessed you are lodged at a hotel... Something like that..."She still couldn't face him. "Oh, I'm staying at Susan's. She's out of town and she let me stay at her place. I'm glad she did because it saved me some money and I'm much more co

The havoc he was wreaking was too thrilling to deny, his fingers plucking at the nipple he wasn’t sucking, a sweet torture that dragged a keening moan from Chloe's throat, and curled her hands over his broad shoulders, to take a bite out of his gorgeousness.God, he was far too good at this. Her panties were already damp and he wasn’t anywhere near her pussy. Her fingers tunneled into his hair, holding him prisoner as his teeth grazed over one aching bud. Like a willing magnet, her back arched into his ministrations, desperate for more."Damn, you’re so fucking lush," he muttered, slashes of colour staining his chiselled cheekbones as he lifted his head. "There isn’t an inch of you I don’t want to taste."With needy hands Chloe dragged him back, crying out when he latched onto her peak again. The suction was even more intense, tongue and teeth coming into deeper play."Oh, god, yes," she gasped as he mercilessly tormented her.Maybe the crazy depth of sensation careening through her w