She shrugged and looked at him over the rim of the glass.
―Okay, that‘s enough.‖ He said softly while taking the glass out of her hand. She had a good grip on it so it took a few tugs and a stern look.
She placed a hand on her hip, ―you know,‖ she whispered harshly.‖ It‘s not easy keeping up this mock engagement when you have women throwing themselves at you.‖ Slowly he smiled.
It was sinfully devilish. ―Stop that, it‘s not helping.‖ She averted her gaze feeling silly at the wave of jealousy she just experienced.
By rights he couldn‘t‘ help it, he was a force to be reckoned with wearing that expensive tuxedo and it wasn‘t like he openly encouraged them.
―Let‘s dance.‖ He said taking her hand and leading her toward the crowded dance floor. She wanted to resist him , she really did, but he looked so distinguished in that tuxedo and combined with the wine she felt oddly warm and submissive.
Before she could respond Max turned her about and clasped her body tight to his.
―I hate you.‖ She mumbled.
―no you don‘t.‖he mused pressing his hand into the small of her back and rubbing his thumb sensuously over bare skin.
She did, she really did. She had no control over her body around him and it seemed as if even her emotions betrayed her.
Now he knew that she was horribly jealous. Yet, he insisted on dancing with her.Max didn‘t like petty emotions from women especially after he dropped Cybil from the display she did.
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were, he was humouring her. That thought just made her angrier and it must‘ve been visible in her expression because he bent his head to examine her eyes.
―Stop it honey, there‘s no need to be jealous.‖
―I know.‖ She didn‘t deny it. It was too darn obvious. He was just confirming her previous thoughts that he was placating her.
―Do you?‖
She lifted her eyes to his as he turned her about, ―I‘m being silly. I know I am, but I can‘t help but let it bother me Max.
I know this is just a game to you, but I‘m in trouble.‖
―Is that right?‖ He said staring down at her letting his smile falter. ―Is this the wine talking?‖
―No, the wine just eliminated my resistance to tell you.‖
She confessed feeling like she just stepped off a cliff while eyeing him uncertainly. She expected him to be uncomfortable or turn her confession into a thing of humour to make her feel better, but there was none of that in his eyes.He looked completely absorbed in what she had just said.
Just as it looked as if Max was going to answer her, Nikos stood on a chair and tapped his glass with a spoon announcing that he wanted to make a toast to his father.
Lily couldn‘t think of a worse time to torture her. She had just told Max how she felt and now her confidence was slipping tremendously by every passing minute that Nikos stood up there and told stories of his father, She felt Max squeeze her hand and she brought her head up to look at him and what was in his eyes wasn‘t laughter or disappointment. It was the same look he gave her when he kissed her in the bedroom the day before. Somehow he knew how insecure she was feeling and let her know that he desired her too. He always seemed to know what she was thinking. Then he gave a subtle indication with his head toward the exit as he tightened his hand around her waist and slowly 94
The Billionaire‘s Secret Desire moved out of the crowd as Nikos finished his speech followed by loud applause and cheers.
Max had barely gotten the door of their stateroom closed when he pushed her up against the wall and crushed his mouth against hers.He already knew he was going to have to replace the dress as he tore it off her shoulders. A small price to pay for what lay underneath.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning he woke with Lily‘s face buried in his neck and her soft body up against his with her arm strewn across his chest.His
