Page 34 of Bourbon Deceit
“I’ve been one hundred percent honest with you since you’ve been with me and I’m telling you this, you are the most beautiful, exquisite woman I have ever met. You do something to me, Goldie, that no one has been able to do. You make me open up, you make me feel, and for you to call yourself trash is a direct insult to me. Are you trying to tell me I have no taste?”
I was mere centimeters away from her face, studying her eyes intently. I wanted to get it through her thick skull that even though she came from a rough background, she was perfect. She was so much better than the people she was about to meet and she could give them a run for their money any day.
“That’s not what I’m saying, I just—”
“Good.” I cut her off. “Now, you’re going to use the training Miss Mary gave you not to change who you are, but to give you more confidence. You’re so much better than these people, so I want you to show me how much better you are. Got it?”
She nodded again as her eyes welled up with tears. Fuck. I didn’t need her crying.
I leaned in and kissed her earlobe as I spoke gently into her ear, “Steady your breathing, little one. I wouldn’t want anyone else on my arm tonight, okay?” She nodded again and I ran my lips along her jawline and found her luscious lips. Knowing we were closing in on our floor, I was going to have to pull away and straighten myself out but I just needed one last taste, so I pressed my body against hers and lifted her hands above her head so she was completely at my surrender. With one quick lick of her lips, I plunged forward and tasted her sweetness. She was so damn intoxicating.
A moan escaped the back of her throat as her hips grinded into mine. Waves of pleasure rolled through me and I reciprocated the motion. She was driving me crazy and I knew I had to put a stop to it but I couldn’t, for the life of me, I couldn’t stop taking everything from her.
So good. Her mouth so perfect for mine, so silky. I could easily get lost—
“Ahem.” Someone from behind us cleared their throat.
Like a bullet out of a gun, I stood up straight and fixed our clothing. We both wiped our mouths and I tried to hold back the smile that was trying to cross my face from the panic-stricken look Goldie was giving me.
With confidence, I turned around and faced the person who was interrupting our little make-out session in the elevator. There was a bellhop holding open the elevator door for us and right past him was the entire party, standing still and staring at us.
Fuck.
Not the way I wanted to enter the room, but I owned it because that was what a pompous and full-of-himself man did. I learned that from my dad. Goldie on the other hand was shaking, so I held out my arm to her where she nervously threaded her arm into my side.
I leaned into her ear and said, “Chin straight, little one.”
She looked up at me, smiled, and walked next to me with confidence.
As we entered the party, the room of attendees parted and watched as we glided across the floor. I led Goldie straight to the bar because she was going to need a little bit of liquid encouragement.
“Jett, I wasn’t expecting you to show up with such a gorgeous treasure on your arm tonight,” Bernie said as he flanked my side. Putting on my best smile, I turned to him and held out my hand.
“Bernie, what a pleasure to see you tonight.” I brought Goldie forward and said, “This is Goldie. Goldie, this is Bernie Butler. He is the vice president over at Citi Bank.”
With precision, Goldie held out her hand with just the right bend in her wrist and allowed Bernie to take it in his. She shied away slightly, working it, then leaned back into me once he was done making her acquaintance. The girl was a fucking pro.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Butler.”
“Pleasure is all mine, sweetheart.” Bernie looked up at me and said, “Jett, where did you find such a delectable creature?”
I focused on not rolling my eyes and said, “She found me, Bernie.” I looked down affectionately at Goldie.
“I can see. That was quite an entrance you two had. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you two were pretty close.”
A fake laugh escaped my throat as I patted Bernie on the shoulder. “You’re very observant, Bernie.” I looked around the room and said, “Where is Mrs. Butler?”
“Oh, she’s in the powder room, she said her face was getting shiny.” Bernie leaned forward and said, “Really, I think she just goes to the bathroom to gossip like a hen. You know women.” He eyed Goldie and said, “Present company excluded.”
Goldie smiled politely but seemed a little uncomfortable, like maybe she actually did have to go to the bathroom.
I leaned down into her ear and said, “Do you have to go to the powder room?” She nodded and I responded, “Do you want me to take you?”
“No, I’ll be fine.” She kissed the side of my cheek and walked off toward the bathrooms. This was the perfect time to discuss business without Goldie hearing me. That was one thing I was nervous about. I didn’t want her to get involved with my business deals, especially ones that involved my dad. He was evil, and I didn’t want Goldie anywhere near him.
Goldie walked away and I turned to Bernie, who was watching her hips sway. He had two seconds to pull his eyes off her ass before I clocked the old man in the nuts.
With a perverted smile, Bernie averted his eyes and said, “What a fine woman. Well done, Colby.”
