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Infatuation (Club Destiny #4) Page 19
Author: Nicole Edwards

“I better get going,” Travis stated as he stood. “I’ve got a meeting with Luke shortly.”

“How’s your brother?” Tag asked as Travis stood from his chair. Tag had been keeping tabs on Zane ever since the groundbreaking ceremony for Alluring Indulgence, but he hadn’t heard anything in the last few days.

“Better.” Something in Travis’ eyes told Tag there was more to his simple answer, but true to form, the man wasn’t going to elaborate.

Hell, Tag was surprised he’d said as much as he had in the last few minutes. Aside from business, which this could probably be categorized as, Travis wasn’t known for his long-windedness.

“Glad to hear it. And it was good to see you again.” Tag pulled out the chair on the other side of McKenna, watching Travis intently. He couldn’t help but wonder whether Travis Walker had more interest in McKenna than just a story on his upcoming resort. He also couldn’t help but wonder why he actually gave a damn. But he did.

“You too. And as for you, Ms. Thorne, I look forward to seeing you again soon.”

When the cowboy walked away, Tag turned his attention to the beautiful woman now staring intently at him. He knew what she wanted. And as much as he’d like to think it was him that she was after, he knew better. The sexy journalist was after the tidbit of information he’d garnered from Luke McCoy earlier.

As much as he wanted to tell her the answer right here and end her suspense, he wasn’t going to. Where was the fun in that? Not to mention, this wasn’t the place to do it. Figuring that taking her up to his private room would give away more information than he was willing to at this point, he decided on a different tack.

“What time can I meet you at your office in the morning?” he asked, sipping his bourbon.

“Tomorrow?” The single word dripped with disappointment, but he had to give her credit, he didn’t detect a hint of it on her stunning features.

A smile threatened as Tag kept his eyes on her, watching to see the telltale sign of her anxiety. She wanted this exclusive, he knew she did. But, if he wasn’t mistaken, McKenna wanted something else, as well.

“Yes. Tomorrow. Unless you won’t have time to see me.”

Her lengthy pause, as she regarded him, intrigued Tag.

“No. Tomorrow’s fine. I get to the office around six, and I should be there for most of the morning.”

“Six? You’re out a little late for a woman who gets up so early.”

“Don’t worry about me, Mr. Murphy. I’m quite capable of deciding when is too late,” she retorted before pushing her chair back.

He’d successfully pissed her off. He hadn’t necessarily been trying to, but the back and forth between them led him to believe it was what she expected. She was still wary of his intentions even after dinner and that little tease of a kiss that still made his dick stir when he thought about it.

“I’ll see you in the morning then,” he told her and then turned away as though brushing her off.

“What time?” she asked, and he heard the exasperation in her voice. McKenna was used to controlling the situation, making those she interacted with bend to her will, but she would soon learn, Tag wasn’t the type of man she normally did business with. Nor was he the man who would bow at her pretty little feet and give her everything she demanded.

“What time, what?” he asked, pretending not to know what she was talking about.

“What time will you be at my office?”

“I’m not sure. I guess it depends on what I do tonight. Don’t worry, I’ll be there.”

McKenna glared at him and then stormed off. Tag enjoyed watching her walk away, but he’d have much preferred to see her on her knees before him.

If he had anything to say about it, she’d be doing more of the latter real soon.

Chapter Six

McKenna was in her office promptly at six o’clock the next morning, armed with a large coffee and an even larger dose of frustration. She was still pissed at Tag for leading her on the night before, insinuating she would get the answer she wanted before the night was out. He hadn’t actually committed to giving her an answer, but yes, she had assumed. Shame on her.

Now, she was expecting him to show up, at his own leisure, to give her an answer.

Well, she’d be ready for him.

That morning, when she crawled out of bed and into the shower, she’d decided it was time to don the power outfit. The one that made her feel as though she could conquer the world. Every woman had one and hers just happened to be a tight black mini skirt, a sheer black shirt and the black camisole beneath it. To top off the ensemble, she had on her favorite platform heel, thigh high boots because she was a woman on a mission.

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