the moment I saw her walking away, Leona would have seen it for the scam it was.”
She relaxed again. “Well then, I’m glad I could help.”
“I’m glad too. Thanks. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“No worries.” She stood, pulling him up with her. “That’s what friends are for.”
Daniel kept a close eye on Amy as they walked back up the beach together. With every step tension seemed to ease out of her body. At least one of them was feeling calm, because he certainly wasn’t. Shit, his balls were so tight and his dick so hard that if she so much as smiled at him, he’d come right there on the sand.
His arms ached to hold her again. He could still taste her sweet mouth, still smell her subtle perfume—and the perfume wafting up from between her legs. She was so turned on he could smell it. It played havoc with his libido. He had no doubt he’d have a hard-on for the next several hours at least.
While she’d been shocked by their embrace, he’d been blown away. She’d responded to him, come alive in his arms and it hadn’t been an act. Her touch, her kiss, her ardor had been very, very real.
He applauded his five-star performance afterward. He actually made her believe the kiss hadn’t affected him. But his casual stance belied his aroused state. He was half mad with wanting her. What he wouldn’t give to grab her again, kiss away her relief, hear her moan into his mouth, crush her breasts against his chest. Grind his hips against hers.
What he wouldn’t give to make love to her.
He understood she’d grasped his fake reaction to their kiss like a lifeline. Her relief was visible now in every feature of her beautiful face. Smiling to himself, he allowed her the temporary reprieve. It wouldn’t last long.
As they neared the party, Daniel noted that Amy was wrapped up in her own thoughts, so she didn’t notice him scan the crowds through the dim light. She didn’t see him catch Lexi’s eye and give her a subtle thumbs-up. She was unaware of his sister’s exuberant grin, or the fact she nudged the woman standing next to her and whispered something in her ear. She did not see Leona Ramsey turn around and smile at Daniel. And she completely missed his answering wink.
Chapter Four
Daniel turned up the air conditioner in the car until the icy blast numbed the tip of his nose—not that it was hot outside. His sweltering state was solely related to the upcoming night: the opening of his exhibition and the turning point in his friendship with Amy.
After their kiss a few weeks ago, and in keeping with his original plan, Daniel had decided tonight would be the night. He was going to alter the bond between himself and Amy irrevocably. There would be no guise, no misconceptions and no trickery in place. Tonight their relationship would change. After the exhibition, things between them would never be the same.
There was a lot at stake. If the press and public hated his work, his professional reputation would be ruined. This in turn would impact his ability to raise the necessary funds required to refurbish the oncology ward.
And if Amy felt even the tiniest bit threatened by the next part of his plan, she’d bolt.
Anticipation shimmied through him as he pulled up outside her home. His breathing shallowed. The next few hours would be critical.
Amy greeted him at the front door in a dress that almost brought him to his knees. The hot black number hugged her curves and floated around her legs—and did dangerous things to her breasts. She looked incredible.
Did she have the vaguest idea of how damn sexy she was? Daniel clenched his fists by his sides and stifled his need to grab her. He took a deep, calming breath instead as he followed her inside. Bad move. Her trademark vanilla perfume assaulted his senses. God help him…he wanted her. Now. Wanted to finish what they started at Lexi’s party. Wanted to push her against the wall, shove up her skirt and bury himself deep