DAMIEN

It took every ounce of self-control not to pull Macey across the table and take her right there. That look in her eyes—hungry, daring, unapologetic—made my chest tighten, my cock hammering in my trousers.

She was impossible, maddening, and the ache building between my legs was proof of just how much I wanted her. Every nerve in me screamed for her, and I had to fight the urge to crush her to me, hard and fast, right there.

Then the waiter from earlier returned, pretending not ...