London let a coy smile play across her lips as she placed each foot carefully. She’d practiced slinking across a room so every man present kept his eyes on her. It had been a valuable skill when she’d been waiting tables. And had earned her a lot in tips, as well as more than a few scathing looks from wives and girlfriends who weren’t secure in their hold on their men.
Now the only eyes she cared about were right in front of her, playing up and down her body, just like she’d hoped. She couldn’t make him forget why he was here, at least not for long, but maybe she could for an hour or two.
“So, you want to take that off or do you want me to take it off for you?” she made her voice low and purring, letting her smile broaden just a touch as Tuck shifted in his seat trying to get more comfor
