Page 39 of What Happens In Vegas

‘You won the slots? I love to hear about people winning against the house. Nothing like winningand taking home casino money.’ Quinn toasted her with his glass.

‘Yes, just after we arrived. I know I should do somethingpractical with my unexpected windfall, but I won it on the complimentary voucher they gave us for booking our rooms. I feel like it’s free all the way around, so why not make it an extra-special trip for my friends?’ She took another sip, suddenly feeling as light and bubblyas the champagne. She turned to look up at him and he swooped down, capturing her mouth in a brief, promising kiss.

‘You have such an amazingly generous heart. Not many people would share the wealth like that.’ Quinn’s voice deepened, and Bonni’s airy feeling popped as a thread of warmth snaked through her.

‘Maybe you’re just hanging out with the wrong people.’ She gave him a questioning look.

‘Or maybe I’ve just found the right one.’ A delicious tremor ran through her at the seductive look and subtle message he gave her.

Feeling flirtatious, she bent over a little more than necessary to lift the cover off the first platter. ‘Oooh, pastries. Your sweet tooth at work again, Quinn?’

Bonni looked up to find his gaze fixed on her cleavage. He lifted his eyes to meet hers and she felta little breathless.

‘Oh, I think you know, Temptress, what I’m hungry for. Some of the greatest pleasures in life are good food and good sex—’

‘Great sex,’ she interjected.

He winked at her and replied. ‘Yes,greatsex.’ Bonni shivered with delight at the warmth that grew between her thighs. ‘Also, excellent wine, good friends and the company of a beautiful woman.’

Bonni looked into his eyes.The banter faded away and it was just the two of them sitting across the table, with the candlelight and the glow from the Vegas strip reflecting into the room.

‘I’mreally glad you’re here, with me.’ Quinn’s voice was low, and the deep intimacy of the tone, reverberated inside her. He took her hand and she turned hers over, curling her fingers around his.

‘Me too. I don’t normally do thingslike this, so it certainly was a surprise meeting you and ending up here with you.’ She was astounded how easy it was to tell him things. Well, maybe not all things, but some things.

He nodded, and didn’t let go of her hand, using his other to refill their glasses.

‘Yes, it is a surprise. The best one of my life.’