Liquid Lust (The Club #3)

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    Arthur was such a beautiful man, but she could see that underneath his exterior was someone who teetered on the verge of being a bad boy. She saw it in the way he walked, and how she caught him looking at her sometimes. He never backed down, and that intrigued her.
    How was she going to keep her hands off of him? Even with the alcohol wearing off, she still found it hard to resist touching him. She wondered if he felt the same way. She closed her eyes and soaked in the warm air, realizing she hadn’t been out this late in years. Well, besides working late, which didn’t count. She was actually having fun, and didn’t want the night to end.
    Arthur put both hands in his pockets and leaned back on his heels. “You tell me. I told you your first line of business was to show me the best that Karim has to offer.”
    A smile stuck to Sohana’s lips. She actually had a good idea of where to go. It was one o’clock in the morning, and sleep was the furthest thing from her mind.
    When his car pulled up, and Victor hopped out to help her in, she whispered to him. “Take us to Victory Park.”
    He nodded and closed the door behind her.
    Arthur looked curious. “What did you say to him?”
    She grinned and fastened her seat belt. Turning in her seat, she winked at him and put her left foot in his lap.
    “You just finish your massage and let me lead the way.”
    Arthur took off his suit jacket and looked down at her foot with a laugh. “I like it.” He took her foot in his hands and resumed his massage of her sore feet.
    She leaned against the door and watched him, praying that the night would never end.
    ***
    When they arrived at the park, there wasn’t a car in sight. Sohana was pleased.
    Arthur’s eyes scrolled over the large stone sign: Victory Park.
    “A park?” He looked amused. At least he didn’t look bored.
    “Yes,” she said and opened her door before Victor could do it for her. Hopping onto the cool concrete with her bare feet she grinned at Arthur. “Catch me if you can.”
    With that she turned and ran into the night, heading for one of the paths that made this park so popular. She knew it well. This was where she ran every morning. The lakes and creeks were welcome little gems as she ran along the dirt, wooden, and sand pathways. To her surprise when she looked back, Arthur was right on her heels.
    She squealed in surprise as he gained on her. With a loud laugh she increased speed, not caring one shred that she was in a cocktail dress. If he wanted her to be his assistant, he was going to get the real Sohana, not the fake one who simply tried to please everyone all of the time, and losing herself in the process.
    This time she would do it right.
    On her terms.
    She hadn’t run barefoot since childhood and found that there was something liberating about it. She just hoped she wouldn’t step on a sharp rock or get a splinter. At that point, it would probably only add to this adventure.
    When he caught up and scooped her in his arms, she burst into a tirade of chuckles. He swung her around and set her back down on the ground.
    His grin was nearly as wide as hers as she glanced at him in between bending over and laughing.
    “Did you really think you could beat me?”
    She couldn’t stop laughing long enough to reply.
    “Didn’t your research bring up anything about my running days? I could have been an Olympic athlete.”
    Sohana stood and nodded. “Yes. Sure. Of course you could have. Because you’re a Koenig, and can do anything.” She laughed again and he gave her that lopsided smirk that melted her heart every time. “I honestly didn’t look that far into your history, Sir Koenig. I admit it shocked me that you were so quick.”
    Arthur swept her up again and kissed her on the lips.
    Caught off guard, Sohana put her hands between their chests, and he set her back down.
    Soft droplets of rain fell onto her as she stood on the path and looked up at him. Another fleeting typical Karim shower

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