I glance across the room to see Andrew stuck talking to Darla at his table. I smile because I can tell he’s merely biding his time until he can get away from her.

There’s supposed to be a dessert bar later in the evening after the hour of karaoke. Yep, karaoke. It was the one thing I couldn’t talk Bethaney out of, but at least I narrowed down the time frame from two hours to one.

I slip through the door at the back of the event space that leads to the kitchen to go let the chef know what time karaoke will start so he can ensure his staff has the dessert bar set up in time. It seems the best way to distract the guests from the fact that their drunk coworkers will be singing karaoke is with sweets.

Once I nail down the timing with the chef, I leave the kitchen to head back down the hall to the party, but I hear my name when I pass one of the staff rooms.

“Kenzie!”

I stop and double back, finding Andrew inside the small room that looks as though it’s a break room for the waitstaff. He pulls me into the room and presses his lips to mine.

So much for being professional. I sink into the kiss, running my hands up his chest and into the back of his hair. Our tongues tangle and his hand roams, coming to settle over my breast.

“Do you really not have any knickers on?” His hand slips down under my dress, fighting with the layers until he’s able to feel between my thighs, then he groans. “Fuck me, you don’t.”

He drags one finger over my clit, and though I moan and my head falls back, I manage to remember where we are when I spot an eyewash station on the wall.

“Andrew, we can’t. Not here.” I bat his hand away and step back.

“Jesus, I know, I know.” He pushes a hand through his hair and turns away from me. “It’s just you look so hot tonight. It’s hard to stay away from you.”

I smile, knowing exactly what he means. He’s droolworthy in his three-piece suit.

“We only have a few more hours left,” I tell him, and he nods.

“Yep. I can do this. But all bets are off when we get back to my place.” He looks at me in a predatory way and it fires up all my nerve endings.

I can’t wait to be alone with him later.

“Okay, you go out first. I’ll wait a minute before I rejoin the party.” I motion for him to go. If he doesn’t leave soon, I’m going to let him fuck me right here.