Page 35 of Margot

“Did you say…chardonnay?” A laugh slipped through my lips. Lennox blinked at me and nodded.

“You don’t like chardonnay?”

“What the fuck do I look like? A delicate flower not to be trampled? Please, I need something much stronger. Especially after finding out that you’re married.” I had to throw that jab in there. It wasn’t his fault but it made me feel better.

“Okay, Margot…what do you want to drink?” He quizzed. The bartender looked at me for my response and I smiled.

“Hennessy. On the rocks.”

Lennox let out a deep laugh and nodded, “Okay then. Let’s get the lady what she wants.” Then he turned to me and I fought myself not to slide my hand along his forearm. It was so strong and were those tattoos?

Jesus.

Send help.

“So, Margot why is someone as gorgeous and outgoing as yourself in Honolulu alone?”

“That’s a really good question,” I said, nibbling on my bottom lip. Even though Lennox was married, he wasn’t blind. I saw him staring at my mouth though he tried his best not to. No man could resist my lips.

“So do you have a really good answer?” Lennox relaxed in his seat, spreading his long legs out and open. I let my gaze drop while my eyes roamed leisurely over his dick print.

Lennox was packing heat.

“I kind of fumbled my relationship and this trip is for me. I wanted to come here and really find myself by myself. I was hoping to get into some trouble along the way but not married trouble,” I insisted with a laugh.

“Good, because I’m not looking to get into any extramarital trouble.” He smiled politely but his eyes said something different. His eyes made no attempts to hide the carnal lust brewing inside.

“Okay, so it’s agreed that we’re just friends, right?” I blurted, straightening my spine.

“Yeah, let’s just be friends.”

“Cool. So, what’s your wife’s name?”

“Sutton.” His face lit up when he talked about her and I felt my heart twist. I wanted someone to look like that when they talked about me. Shit, I’d give anything for someone to get to know me at all so they could look at me like I mattered. So they could look at me the way Lennox looked when he talked about his wife.

“Is she not feeling well? I mean that’s the only reason I can think of for someone not to be by your side.” The bartender brought over my drink and I knocked it back like it was a shot while Lennox gawked at me. “Sorry,” I laughed a little. “Your wife is probably prim and proper, right? You’re looking at me like I have two fucking heads.”

“Yeah, she’s very quiet and reserved.Tooreserved,” he muttered under his breath.

“I think I’m physically incapable of being reserved,” I laughed. “Everything pours out of my mouth without a filter.” The brown cognac stormed through my veins loosening my muscles and making me care even less how much I openly wanted this married man in front of me.

Lennox lifted a long finger in the air and like magic, the bartender appeared in front of us. “Another Hennessy for my friend and I’ll take one too.”

“Absolutely,” she chirped. When she disappeared, I watched him for a second. Everything in me told me to leave him alone. He was in Honolulu on vacation with his wife and I was flirting with him.

“Where are you from, Margot?” Lennox asked.

“Oh, Maryland.” I cleared my throat, hoping I wasn’t too obvious while I eye-fucked him.

“No kidding? Me too. I hear an accent but I don’t want to guess wrong so why don’t you tell me what part of Maryland you’re from.”

“Baltimore. God, is my accent that bad?” I laughed, covering my mouth.

“Yeah, it’s pretty thick. I’m from Baltimore too though so I get it. ”

“Wow, small fucking world.” We shared a laugh then he paused to stare at me.

“I know I’m staring, Margot. I’m sorry.”