They were all certainly good-looking.
But they weren’t Jenner.
His face was so sharp, edges that made him so manly and sexy, his scruff such a natural addition that I couldn’t imagine him without it.
And then there was his body.
Sigh.
“I don’t know if it’s all the liquor we’ve downed tonight or what, but, holy hell, you look like you’re in heat, woman.”
I giggled as I faced her. “He’s irresistible. I seriously can’t help it.”
And he was dangerous, but I didn’t add that description.
I kept that one to myself.
She touched my face, like she was taking my temperature. “He’s that good, huh?”
“You have no idea.”
She lifted my cup, forcing me to take a sip. “Did he know we were going to be here?”
I swallowed before I responded, “I never said a word about where we were going for dinner or after.”
“Then, it’s fate, baby.”
“What’s fate?” Courtney said from behind us, wrapping her arms around both our shoulders, as Lex moved to my other side.
“Jenner’s here,” I told her.
“Whaaa?”
“I know,” I agreed. “But it’s not like it matters. We’re just having fun, and he’s here with his boys, probably looking to pick up another girl—”
“It matters,” Lex said, cutting me off. “And he’s not picking up anyone. There isn’t a single girl at their table.”
She had a point.
From what I could see, it was just the guys and several bottles of booze.
Still, whatever this was, it couldn’t extend beyond Vegas.
We were different ages, living in much different worlds, and there were a million other reasons why we wouldn’t work.
“So?” Monica said.
I turned toward her. “So, what?”
She pushed my butt. “So … go talk to him.”
“You’re nuts.”
“She’s right. You need to go talk to him right now,” Lex said.
“And then score us access to the VIP area, so we can see if there are hotter boys up there than down here,” Courtney added.
I glanced at all three of them, not believing my ears. “You’re kidding, right?”
Monica laughed. “I think you know I’m positively not kidding.”
Courtney turned me around, so I faced Jenner, and said, “Go tease that boy,” in my ear.
“And hurry,” Monica added. “I need to get a better look at those brothers and see if they’re as juicy up close.”
I chuckled, but it was more out of nerves.
I wasn’t just teasing that boy. I was playing with fire.
I attempted to turn around, and the three of them said in unison, “Go!”
“All right, all right.”
The speakers that we were dancing on ran across this whole side of the club, leading past the VIP area, where Jenner was sitting. The problem was, my girls and I weren’t the only ones on them. They were packed full of people. If I was going to get Jenner’s attention, aside from texting him, this was the only way.
But I needed to be careful, or I would fall at least ten feet to the ground.
To keep my balance, I flattened my hands on the wall and apologized to everyone dancing in front of me as I weaved my way toward him. The closer I got, I saw that he was in deep conversation with one of the guys, his back still facing me.
When I was only a few feet away, I tiptoed the rest of the distance, making sure not to trip in these heels, and shouted, “Jenner!” When he didn’t respond, assuming he hadn’t heard me, I tried again, “Hey, Jenner!”
He turned, a smile warming his face when our eyes connected. He stood and leaned over the banister that separated the two sections, putting us closer together. “What are you doing here?”
I held the spot next to his fingers, clinging for dear life as two girls twerked behind me. “I came with my friends.” A grin moved to my face—I couldn’t help it. “How about you?”
“This is the best club in Vegas. We always find our way here.” His stare dipped down my body, a look of satisfaction filling his eyes. “Fuck, you look gorgeous”—he slowly made his way to my face—“but I still like having that dress on my floor.” A heat burst across my cheeks as he added, “Why aren’t you in the VIP area?”
The grittiness of his voice and the hunger in his gaze made me wet.
It had only taken seconds, and that was something that had never happened before.
“We have no way to get in,” I told him.
He pointed toward the front of the club. “The VIP entrance is near the door. Meet me there. I’ll get you in.”
“My friends too?”
He nodded. “Of course.”
I blew him a kiss, surely the result of all the vodka Monica had fed me tonight, and I retraced my steps, returning to the girls.
“He’s getting us in?” Lex asked once I reached them.
“Yep, come on.” I grabbed her hand, making sure Court and Monica were behind us, and I got us down from the speakers, hurrying through the dance floor toward the front of the club.
Jenner was standing at the access area with one of the bouncers, talking to him like they were best friends.
I wasn’t surprised.
Someone like him had connections everywhere, including the hottest club in Vegas.
“These are the girls?” the bouncer asked Jenner.
He smiled. “Yes, all four of them.”
“I need to see IDs,” the bouncer said to us. “Then, I’m going to place a bracelet on your wrist. Don’t take it off until you leave.”
My friends and I had our licenses ready, and once they were checked, the bouncer wrapped the paper bracelets around our wrists, and we went up the stairs. But not before Jenner slipped something into the bouncer’s hand, a quick flash of his grip showing me it was a hundred-dollar bill.
This club was so hard to get into. I assumed there was another hundred tucked behind it.
The moment I cleared the last stair, Jenner’s arm snaked around my waist, pulling me toward him.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” His hand lowered, squeezing my butt. “And this.”
“Trust me, I feel the same.” I quickly glanced at my girls, and Monica winked at me. “Thank you for getting us in.”
He gave me a kiss, and I could taste the whiskey on his lips, the desire in his movements, the lust that was dripping between us. “My pleasure.”
Those two simple words were the sexiest when they came from him.
Even though I’d been hesitant when the girls pushed for this, I was happy I’d listened.
The feel of his arms around me was something I could definitely get used to.
Because even when he was gone, his touch continued to consume me, and I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since I’d left his suite.
I placed my hands on his stomach, the hardness of his abs teasing me.
Taunting me.
Something was rushing through my body, and I couldn’t control it.
It wasn’t just the thought of getting him naked or his tongue or the naughty things he would do to me.