Bab 205: Night out

Beatrix kept thinking about what had happened three days ago with Rhys in the bathroom. The way his hand slowly slid along his length, how his eyes stayed on her and that naughty smile teased the corner of his lips while she'd only been able to stand there and watch. 

The low groan that left his throat still teased her memory and had her wet despite the fact that the whole situation was long over. 

"Beatrix?"

Beatrix jumped a little and looked up at Rhys. "Yes?"

He chuckled softly and turned her chin up so she couldn't look away from his face. His thumb gently stroked under her bottom lip. "What would you like to do tonight?"

"Oh, um," Beatrix tried to focus on the question rather than the delicious memory from that morning. "We could go to a bar ... or club. I'd really like to dance with you."