“What am I even doing, you guys? He’s a Rexford. He has everything. Money. Power. And I’m… I’m…”
“Juliet Evans, and you’re brilliant, loyal, and ambitious.” Emily steps up behind me and fastens a gorgeous necklace around my neck. It’s one of her own designs: Swarovski crystals falling in a delicate waterfall over my collarbone and cleavage.
She gives me a reassuring smile in the mirror. “He’s the lucky one to be dating a girl like you.”
“But what if I’m out of my depth?” I ask.
“How are you going to learn to swim if you don’t dive in the deep end?” she replies, and I think I see a wistful look on her face. Emily’s always played it safe, but I wonder if she secretly dreams of adventure and excitement like this.
Before I can say anything, she steps back and spins me around, giving me a final nod of approval. “You’re ready.”
But am I really?
“Thanks, Em.” I hug her just as the doorbell rings.
“Shit! The apartment’s a mess!” Callie leaps up. “Hurry and get your shoes on, Jules. You can’t let him walk in here!”
I scramble for my heels, listening as Callie’s voice sweetens up just outside the bedroom door. Dominic’s low tone comes after hers as they make small talk. Shoes on, I give myself one last look in the mirror and then head out into the living room.
Dominic is framed in the doorway, wearing a perfectly-cut navy suit. Immediately, I give thanks Em steered me to the classic black dress. Dom looks classy and totally hot, like he just stepped out of a designer fashion spread.
Forget dinner. He’s the main course and I want him naked, with whipped cream on his abs for dessert.
“Hey.” The awe in my voice is embarrassing, but I can’t help it.
Callie clears her throat, snapping me out of my daydream.
“Oh. Dominic, these are my roommates, Callie and Emily.”
He shakes their hands in turn and I swear I’ve never seen Emily blush so red. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He glances around the place with an amused grin, and I feel myself flushing too, now.
This is way too awkward, and I don’t want him hanging out in our crappy apartment for a moment longer than necessary. “Ready?” I ask, steering him out. “Don’t wait up!” I call back over my shoulder, as the door slams shut.
“Oh my God! He’s freaking hot!” Callie’s voice echoes down the hallway. Shit! I sneak a look at Dom, but he’s smiling. Amused as always.
“She thinks I’m hot.”
“She’s female,” I laugh.
He holds the exit door for me and I purposely brush against him as I pass. His hand reclaims its place on my back. “Flattering, but it’s your opinion I care about.”
I grab his tie. His eyes widen in surprise, but it feels great to take charge. He makes me bold. He makes me crazy.
I stand on my tip-toes and pull him down to me. “Are you fishing for compliments, Rexford?”
“Maybe.” There’s a flash of lust in his eyes, and I wonder who’s really in control, but I don’t care.
I kiss him hard, savoring every moment. His hands encircle my waist, pulling my hips against his solid torso. I moan against his mouth.
“I think you’re OK,” I breathe as I pull back. “In case you’re not catching on.”
“Damn it, Juliet. What are you doing to me?” Dom clenches his jaw.