The Exception(41)

That had to be one of the sweetest things anybody had ever done for me. I know it was only a hamburger, but it was the point because he knew how much I loved them.

“How’s Kristen doing?” he asked.

“Oh!” I exclaimed as I wiped my mouth with my napkin. “Noah proposed to her last night. They’re getting married.”

“Good for them. Do they have a date in mind?”

“They want to get married in two weeks. We spent all day calling different venues and everything’s booked. So we’re going to try a few more places tomorrow. I know it’s last minute but I have to make sure this wedding is perfect. It has to be.”

“How many people are they planning on having?”

“She said about a hundred.”

“I think I may know of the perfect place.” He smiled as he pulled his phone from his pocket. “Lester, it’s Drew Westbrook. Listen, I have a friend who is planning a rush wedding and I would like to book the room for the reception. We’re looking at a couple of weeks. There will be about a hundred guests. You do have a room open for Saturday night? Put my name down and hold it. Let me talk to my friend just to confirm and I’ll get back with you tomorrow. Thanks, Lester.”

“Wow.” I grinned. “What place are you talking about?”

“The Harmonie Club. It’s a private social club that I’m a member of. In fact, Liam and his brother Oliver are also members. Talk it over with Kristen, and if you want, I can take the both of you there tomorrow to look at the place.”

“You’d do that?” I asked.

“Of course. Even though I don’t know your sister, she deserves to have the wedding of her dreams.”

This man was too much. He was kind, thoughtful, and incredibly sweet. I had already known that from the first time I’d met him on the plane, but tonight, and what he did for Kristen and Noah, really made me fall even harder for him. Getting up from my chair, I walked over to where he was sitting, took a seat on his lap, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Thank you.” My lips softly brushed against his.

“You’re welcome.” He smiled.

“I would like to see the rest of your house.”

“Your wish is my command.” He kissed the tip of my nose.

As we got up from the chair, Jane walked in and began clearing the table.

“You don’t have to clean up, Jane. Why don’t you go home?” Drew spoke.

“It’s fine, Drew. I’ll go home after I clean up. I don’t want to leave this until tomorrow morning.”

“You don’t have to.” I smiled. “Drew and I will clean it up.”

Her brow arched as she looked at Drew. “You heard her, Jane. We’ll clean up.” He winked.

I thanked Jane for dinner and she headed home. Drew took hold of my hand and showed me around his nine-thousand-square-foot, six-floor townhome.

“Why does one man need all this space?” I asked.

“It’s an investment. Liam and I bought our townhouses at the same time. Both were in foreclosure and we got them for a really good deal.”

“Maybe I need to take some investment advice from you.”

His hands firmly grasped my hips. “I’d be happy to give you investment advice.” His lips gave way to a warm smile.

The fire burning inside me intensified. The way his fingers lightly pressed against the fabric of my pants and the smile that touched my soul left me wanting more of him at that very moment. I’d never wanted sex with anyone as much as I wanted it with him. Every time he was near me, it was all I could think about. I was falling, or I had already fallen. I didn’t know. I was lost in him, but I was also lost inside myself. His head leaned in and his lips were mere inches from mine. There was no way I was going home tonight.

His hand left my hip and cupped the side of my face as his soft lips pressed into mine. Our tongues met with excitement and our kiss deepened. My fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt, and when the last button was undone, Drew swooped me up in his arms and carried me up two flights of stairs to his bedroom.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he spoke in a low tone as he put me down, took off his pants, and stared romantically into my eyes.

Lifting my shirt over my head, I tossed it to the ground while Drew’s fingers reached behind and undid my bra. His tongue immediately slid across my chest, exploring each breast with passion. To be touched by any part of him was exciting and the vibrations down below were out of control. Taking his hand, I slid it down the front of my pants, desperate for his touch. His smile grew as he felt the wetness emerge from me. Hooking my fingers into the sides of his underwear, I pulled them down and grasped his hard cock. He gasped as his lips once again met mine. Stroking him up and down, his chest puffed and he took in a deep, exhilarating breath.

“I want you so badly, Jillian. I can’t control myself,” he spoke as he removed my hand and pushed me up against the wall.

He got down on his knees as his tongue slid down my abdomen. Gently removing my panties, he spread my legs apart and tasted the pleasure he gave me. My hands roamed through his hair and the light moans that escaped me became louder with each flick of his tongue against my clit.

“You taste so sweet and beautiful,” he moaned against me. “Come for me, baby. Give me more. Give me what I desire.”