I bite my lip, my panties becoming drenched, then jump when two women walk in.
Shit.
They smile at me briefly then disappear into the cubicles.
Quickly turning off the taps, I select a towel and dry my hands.There’s no way I can go out there like this, he’ll see my carnal need all over my face.A man like Drew would sniff out an aroused woman who hasn’t had sex in over a year like a starving tiger.
And pounce.
You want him to.
Stepping out into the hallway, I half expect to find him leaning on the wall, but he isn’t, and I’m a little disappointed.When I do find him, he’s chatting to Zander and Sebastian.
I must have imagined it all.
“Are you having fun?”Emily asks, handing me another glass of champagne as a server lowers his tray.
“Yes, it’s lovely.”
I hold the glass but don’t drink it.I’ve embarrassed myself enough tonight.
“That dress is stunning.”Emily runs her hand over her belly.
“How many months are you?”I smile, noticing her bump.
“Just a few.”Emily lifts her glass.“Grape juice.As is yours.”
I almost hug her.
“Oh god.Thank you.Champagne goes right to my head.It isn’t obvious, is it?”
“No.”Emily shakes her head.“Sebastian ordered mine, and Drew asked for one for you.”
He did?
I glance quickly at him and wonder what would make him do that?My brazen answers.Christ, have I made a fool of myself?
His back is to me.
“Do you work together?”Emily asks.
“He purchased my company.My husband’s family business—”
“You’re married?”Emily frowns.
“Widowed.”
“I’m so sorry.”She genuinely looks sad, and I realize Emily is a lovely woman.She’s much younger than me but clearly has a kind heart.
“Thank you.”
I feel Drew behind me and stiffen even though I didn’t see him move.Perhaps it’s his size or his musky scent which is becoming noticeable, but I know it’s him.
I shouldn’t know, but I do.
“Can I have this dance?”Drew circles around me, holding out a hand.
“Are you serious?”I ask, glancing at the violinists and piano accompaniment who are very cleverly playing modern music.