Page 31 of Double Obsession

“That’s great.” Hunter picked up his glass and gulped. The whiskey burned a path from his throat to his stomach. “Wow.” He choked. “I think they forgot the sour mix.”

Jenna’s laugh landed in his gut, overpowering the alcohol burn. “Maybe Mister Hipster wants to get you drunk so he can have his way with you.”

So, the sex kitten was also a smart ass. He pushed the side of his thigh into hers. “Yeah, sorry about that. I never want to turn my nose up at a fan. I try to be appreciative and humble. You know how it is?”

She poked his bicep. “I don’t peg you as humble.”

With an indignant, “Hey,” he knocked his shoulder into hers. However, she was correct; he didn’t have a humble cell in his body.

“I’m not very comfortable with attention or fans. I avoid both at all costs,” she said.

“You’re not avoiding me.” He smirked.

“Well, then…” She pretended to push to standing. He played along and thwarted her escape with a forearm. She giggled, and his cock fucking tangoed or merengued or did some sort of exotic dance.

“Really, you aren’t comfortable with your fans?”

When she shook her head, her hair brushed his cheek.

“I love mine,” he said.

“I recently blocked one of mine. She was creepy.” Jenna opened her mouth as if she meant to say something else but then clamped her lips tight.

“Yeah, I’ve had to block fans before too. I hate to do it. But some people just cross boundaries.”

Again, he thought she might say something. Instead, she blinked before focusing on her glass.

“So, you divorced that bastard husband of yours?”

“I call him my ex, but we’re only separated. He messed around with a girl who was a lot younger. While he was dating her, he ignored our kids and wanted nothing to do with them. Now, he wants to take them from me and leave them with his bitchy mother.” Her breasts moved with her exhale.

Although she was slightly tipsy, her speech remained coherent—absolutely perfect for the plucking. Had his balls just tightened while the poor woman bared her soul? Damn! He was a horny fuck and this spectacular woman deserved better.

“I knew he was an ass. Anyone who fools around on you deserves to have his balls cut off for stupidity.”

Her chin snapped back. “When did you meet Matt?”

“Never. But I overheard you gush about him on the set. Something about how he was the top salesman again for the sixth month in a row after stealing some new guys’ sales.”

Her brow furrowed. “I’ve nevergushedover his unscrupulous business tactics.” She lifted the wine to her lips.

He placed a palm on the rim. “Beautiful, you’ve had enough to drink.”

She set the glass down and stared into his soul. “You can have any girl or guy you want. Why are you here with me?”

He chuckled.

She bristled.

He brushed a wayward strand of hair from her eye. “I’ve wanted you since I walked into that photoshoot and you bossed me around.”

Her finger swirled through the condensation on her glass.

“I’d only been with a couple of girls when I met you, and you were all woman. And damn, the way you smelled.”

She bit her lip.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are. Do you?”