Jack felt it immediately. A shift in perception, a heightened awareness. The scent of jasmine and musk in the air became more noticeable, more appealing. The temperature felt warmer against his skin.
And when his eyes tracked movement at the room's edge. One of the women who'd scattered earlier, a blonde with curves that caught attention even in peripheral vision. Something stirred that he usually kept under absolute control.
She noticed his gaze. Of course she did. And instead of looking away or maintaining her distance, she smiled.
Slowly, her hands moved to touch her own thighs, fingers trailing upward in a gesture that was an invitation.
Her touch moved higher, hands sliding along her curves, approaching her breasts with such subtlety. It was designed to draw his eye and hold his attention. Her expression promised things that would normally mean nothing to Jack, but right now, with the blessing active and warming his blood...
