All Night Long. Melissa MacNeal

short corridor and into a service elevator.

      As its door closed, he smiled tightly. Punched the highest button.

      “I saw Aric coming toward us, probably on orders from the captain.” He stepped close enough that his knee parted her thighs, pressing her against the cool steel wall. “Why waste a woman like you on a kid like him?”

      For a fleeting moment Lola thought he was calling Skorpio a kid, but she got so caught up in watching his lips—in catching that faint hint of liquor and smoke on his breath—that the words lost their meaning.

      She did recall, however, that this was a change in course for the security agent. And not a safe one.

      “But if Skandalis catches us—he was watching—”

      “Yes, he was,” Rio said with a happy snap of those eyes, “and if ever there was a man who wished he were holding you so close and so—but that’s too damn bad! I say we give him a run for his money—if that’s what you want, Lola mia.”

      Her sigh escaped with a little hiss as he moved in for the kiss she could already taste. Her eyes fluttered shut. She lifted her face to bask in the glow of him, parting her lips—

      But Rio pulled away. Just enough that his question quivered between them in the dim, airless elevator. The shine of his eyes hypnotized her. She sucked air, struggling to think. What was it he’d asked her?

      Whatever Lola wants….

      And what did she want? In the whirlwind of being ditched by Dennis Fletcher and then tormented by Skorpio’s sensual power plays in the spa and the ballroom, she felt more alive than she had in months. Felt open to the adventure sparkling in Rio DeSilva’s attentive eyes.

      The elevator door slid open, punctuating his unspoken call to choose her fate.