Chapter 19

• Ian watched Alec walk away, or more the sway of her hips. In the heels she wore, there was no choice in the matter as far as taking feminine steps and making that perfect ass swing. His groin tightened. Damn, she looked good tonight. He hadn’t been joking when he’d told her he preferred the way she was dressed. Every inch of his body was humming in approval of how sexy she looked. He didn’t know what it was called, what she’d done with her hair but the way she had pulled it up, almost haphazardly, causing some to fall and surround her face while leaving her neck bare, made him want to kiss every inch of her bared throat.
• The silky dress she wore hugged her in all the right places, without revealing too much flesh. The deep blue material hung loosely over her hips and ended in a jagged hem about four inches below her ass. He tried not to admire her legs too long, or else the images of her in nothing but those narrow high heels, black sheer stockings, and nothing else filled his mind. The thought of wrapping those legs around his naked body sent a jolt of lust to the already alert bulge in his pants. Damn good. Shaking it off, he turned to the bar, needing a drink for real now.
• By the time he was headed back to the table, he was frustrated even further. What happened to men making the moves? He’d been groped and rubbed against by at least a dozen women while he had been waiting for the drinks. Half of that dozen were closer to girls than women. Sidestepping another female smiling up at him, he glanced over at the table Alec was at and wanted to growl. She wasn’t escaping notice either, not that he expected it with the way she looked. Several males were hovering closer to the table, sending her leering looks. Alec didn’t even glance at one of them; she was too busy looking around taking in everything in the club.