The elevator stopped at the top penthouse floor. I squeezed her hand, letting her walk off in front of me. Ever since I saw her the first time at Nina’s house with her smart-ass mouth, I wanted to give her something to spazz out about, so I could kiss the disrespect away. Then Garret wanted me to do an interview with her. Well, seeing as how she always had a snappy comeback to my questions, tonight, Maya Armstrong would finally have a reason to talk s**t.
I made a quick involuntary appraisal of her features. Damn. I went back to the door and placed the do not disturb sign and told the security guard I was in for the night. She inhaled sharply at my contact. I squeezed her against me, drinking in her smell, smacking her ass, and pulling back.
Damn. A glint of humor ran across her face.
