A hostess led the party of five through the crowded restaurant. Gareth noticed that she was trying to catch his eye, but he wasn’t interested. He only had eyes for Jasmine in that little red dress. Gareth’s eyes slid down to her black high heels as she walked across the hardwood floor.
His pants became tight with desire, and he chastised himself.
The hostess showed them to the best table in the house even though they didn’t have a reservation.
“Only the best for the Lycan King,” she murmured suggestively to him and batted her eyelashes.
“Thank you.” Gareth took a seat at the white-clothed, candlelit table.
Isabella sat between Elliot and Michelle, giving Jasmine no choice but to take the only empty seat next to Gareth. But that meant that she was sitting across the table from Elliot, something that Gareth didn’t like.
