When she exited the bathroom, Gabe was sitting on the edge of his bed waiting for her. His eyes flared with instant appreciation, causing her to do a twirl. She turned around, hands up, and then faced him again.
"Will I do?"
"Fuck yeah," he growled.
As he stood, her gaze drifted appreciatively over him as well. The expensive three-piece suit made her mouth water. On another man, it would be boring. Staid almost. But on Gabe? It was divine. Black slacks. Black coat. White shirt with the top button unfastened. He looked expensive casual, like he didn't give a fuck what anyone thought, and that just made him even sexier.
"I take it where we're going a tie is optional?" she teased.
One half of his mouth turned up. "They bend the rules for me."
