Raj took a sip of her drink and rested her arms along the back of the sofa. “Oh, that little rumor is getting around if a lawyer up in Connecticut has heard it.”

Harrison grinned at her, winked, then backtracked to the canapés. “I usually hear things when people with a lot of money are making big moves. So? Any truth to it?”

Raj shook her hair back, thrusting her barely covered breasts out for him. She was enjoying the whiskey and the way her body felt in her favorite dress. Images of Ajay came to mind along with the feel of his kiss and the strength of his hold. She grew damp with the memory and shifted in her seat.

Was she making the right decision? Cutting him off and choosing another lover before they’d had an opportunity to explore what was between them?

Yes. The answer had to be yes. This was the only way.

She looked down at the long lines of her body, her curves that had filled out over the last few years, and smiled at the scene she must have made. Arms spread, legs naked, completely open to being taken. Damn that Punjabi asshole for making her so hot.

“Harrison, I think it’s time to stop the chitchat.”

He shot her a look of surprise but put down his drink and the plate he’d begun to pile up with the free food. “Your wish is my command.”

He’d taken two steps toward her when the sound of a fist hitting the steel entrance door echoed over the music.

“Who in the world could that be?” Harrison asked. “Did you invite someone else to play with us tonight?”

She shook her head. “No one knows I’m here, except . . . hell.”

Her heart pounded and her pulse raced at the thought of seeing him again. Did he know she was with another man? Would he start a scene? She wouldn’t put it past him. She had taunted him when she responded to his text, and she should’ve known he would react.

Oh well, Raj thought. She’d just have to switch gears. To be honest, Ajay was the man she wanted anyway. Harrison was only a willing substitute. Her arousal ramped up .

She stayed in her position, whiskey in hand, arms outstretched, and legs bare. Every part of her was both relaxed and humming with anticipation.

“Get that for me, will you?”

Harrison shrugged and answered the door.

Raj couldn’t see who he was speaking to or make out their words. But she could read Harrison’s expression. He balked and then, without a backward glance, left the room.

Ajay stepped through the opening.

“How did you get through my security?” she asked as he locked them inside.

“I told them to move, otherwise everyone would know who I was there to see. Even your security knows that you like your discretion.”