A striking woman with dark brown hair interjected with , “I’m sorry, but dinner will be served after the toasts.” Her voice was smooth, like a fine glass of whiskey.
Taken aback , he stared at the olive-skinned beauty before letting his gaze trail down her body, to her gunmetal beaded ballet shoes , and then back up, lingering on her luscious cleavage in her V-neck blouse, until settling on her gold stud nose piercing.
Her lips parted, and a pink blush crept across her cheeks. Fuck. His gaze lowered to her cleavage again. When she drew in a sharp breath, her tits rose. Lust gripped his spine, shooting a jolt straight to his balls.
She cleared her throat, bringing his attention to her eyes. “The toasts shouldn’t take too long.” He pointed to the cheese platter. “I can’t even take one of them fancy crackers? C’mon, I’m starving here.” He gave her his most beguiling smile, boyish and charming. The one that had landed him into countless beds.
Her chestnut eyes fixed on his, as if she were studying him. Finally , she crossed her arms and shook her head. “That isn’t going to work here. I’m on a strict schedule from the bride’s family , and if I so much as budge from that timetable, my staff will be overrun with a flood of guests, eliminating my chance of getting a much-needed referral.” Resting her hands on the table, she leaned toward him. “Do yourself a favor and catch one of the appetizer trays I’ve been shuffling out.”
The scent of her perfume wrapped around his libido, causing him to stand there, staring at her like a moron. Pushing his desire aside, he cocked his head to the side.
“Is that how you treat all your client’s guests?” Straightening, she held her head high. Sassy, defiant, and feisty. I like that. “Only the ones who think I’ll bend over backward for them just because they’re good-looking and think they’re charming.” Licking her sexy lips, she held his gaze. “Do you need anything else, sir?”
“Well, you told me.” Tank chuckled as he snatched another glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
Her sharp tongue and quick dismissal floored him. He couldn’t remember the last time a woman had come up against him like that. Usually, he was beating them off, so he had to admit, her cheekiness was a refreshing change. His eyes lowered, pausing at her throat where her pulse jumped like a frenzied rabbit, making him feel smug. Yeah, she’s fuckin’ attracted to me, and the feeling is sure as hell mutual.