Chapter8
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As Daxton settled next to Lydia, he kept his eyes on Eliza and Nia. He watched as Eliza leaned in close, her hand lightly touching Nia’s arm. The way Eliza’s eyes sparkled with mischief and the seductive curve of her smile made Daxton’s heart pound.
Lydia followed his gaze, a knowing smile on her lips. “Jealous, are we?”
Daxton glanced at her, his eyes dark. “More like intrigued. Eliza’s always had a way of keeping me on my toes.” Daxton’s eyes narrowed at Lydia as he realized what he just said.
Lydia laughed softly. “Your secret is safe with me Daxton, but I must tell you, pretty much everyone already can tell. You're not the only one. But it seems she’s found someone to match her tonight.”
Daxton nodded, his gaze returning to Eliza and Nia. He saw Nia’s hand slide over Eliza’s, the intimacy of the gesture stoking the fire in his chest. He wanted to be close to her, to feel her warmth and the thrill of her touch. But for now, he watched, his emotions a turbulent mix of jealousy, desire, and admiration for the woman who commanded his heart.
Eliza leaned closer to Nia, her hand sliding up Nia’s arm, feeling the soft skin beneath her fingertips. “You’re quite the mischievous one aren't you, Nia.”
Nia’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “And you’re quite the sly one yourself, Captain.”
Eliza’s smile was playful as she brushed a strand of Nia’s hair back. “I like to think I have my moments.”
Nia’s hand moved to Eliza’s thigh, squeezing gently. “Show me more of those moments.”
Eliza’s heart raced; her mind filled with possibilities. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Nia’s ear as she whispered, “You’re in for a memorable night, my dear.”
Daxton’s grip tightened on his drink as he watched the exchange. He saw the way Eliza’s eyes darkened with desire; the way Nia responded to her touch. His own body reacted, a fierce need to be part of that intimacy clawing at him.
Lydia’s voice brought him back. “You should tell her how you feel, Daxton. She deserves to know.”
Daxton nodded, his eyes never leaving Eliza. “Maybe someday.”
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