Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
His declaration was a lot to take in, but I lost the ability to think clearly when the elevator doors opened. “We’re on the roof?”
Drew flashed me a satisfied grin at my gasp. “You deserve the best, baby, and you can’t beat this view anywhere else on the strip.”
He led me past a table covered with a crisp, white table cloth that had two place settings with silver domes most likely covering our dinner. In the middle of the table, there was a vase filled with lilies and two unlit candles. Off to the side, there was a wine chiller on a floor-length stand. The set-up was beautiful and demonstrated that he’d put quite a bit of effort into our date, but it was all blown away by the view. The strip was spread out in front of us, with all the sparkling lights, fountains, and people.
“This is amazing.” I tilted my head back to stare up at him. “A private dinner on the rooftop of the Lennox hotel is well outside the usual first date options. How’d you manage to pull it off?”
“I’m not without connections in this town.”
His response was humble, and I had the impression he was downplaying the extent of his network. “They’ve more than outdone themselves tonight.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet, sunshine.” He led me back to the table and got me settled into my chair before taking the one across from me. When he lifted the silver dome off the plate in front of me, there was a filet mignon, asparagus, and roasted cauliflower puree underneath it. “I plan to pull out all the stops when it comes to you.”
I smiled and leaned forward to whisper, “Want to know a secret?”
He swept the cover off his plate, set it to the side, and reached out to grasp my hand. “I want to know everything I can about you.”
“Although I plan to eat every delicious morsel on my plate, I would’ve been fine with an animal style burger, fries, and a shake at In-N-Out if that’s where you’d decided to take me instead.”
“Gorgeous, smart, and familiar with the not-so-secret menu at In-N-Out?” His thumb brushed over my knuckles. “You’re the perfect woman, sunshine.”
“Not hardly,” I laughed.
“You’re going to have to work hard to convince me otherwise.”
I cut into my filet and speared the first piece with my fork. “Would knowing how much I wish there was some hot sauce on the table to go with my steak change your mind?”
“Hot sauce on filet?” He took a bite of his meal, chewing while he thought about it. “It’s unusual, but definitely not a deal-breaker.”
“Even if I eat it on my eggs, too?”
“The last thing I’m ever going to bitch about when I’m having breakfast with you is how you take your eggs.” His blue eyes heated. “I’m more than willing to serve them to you in bed with as many bottles of hot sauce as you’d like if that’s what it takes to get you there.”
I almost choked on my piece of steak, and Drew took it as a signal to back off a little while we finished our meal. He guided our conversation to more talk about favorites—the usual first date fare of colors, movies, books, and music.
“Rock-n-roll, huh?” He pushed his plate away, and I followed suit. “You wouldn’t happen to be a fan of Griffith Thorne, would you?”
That question was a no-brainer. The rock god with the blond faux hawk and sexy tattoos was one of my favorites. “Duh. Of course.”
Drew rose from his chair, stalked around to my side of the table, pulled me out of my seat with a gentle tug, and proceeded to kiss the heck out of me. My lips parted on a startled gasp, and he took full advantage as his tongue swept inside to tangle with mine. When he finally ended the kiss, his eyes held a possessive gleam as he looked down at me. “As long as I keep that freshly kissed look on your face, maybe I won’t feel the need to punch him when I take you backstage to meet him after his concert.”
“You’re taking me to Griffith Thorne’s concert?” I clapped my hands together in excitement.
“I hadn’t planned on it but if you want to go, then that’s what we’re going to do.”
“I do. I really do.” I shook my head and sighed. “But there’s no way we’ll be able to get tickets, let alone backstage passes. I checked about a month ago, and it was completely sold out.”
“Like I said, baby, if you want to go then I’ll make it happen.”
He sounded completely confident, but I refused to get my hopes up as we headed down to the lobby. I didn’t want to be disappointed after such an amazing dinner. Not when he’d already given me the best first date of my life. “Wait here for just a second,” he instructed before striding over to the concierge’s desk.