Dragon shifter and Vegas businessman, Raibert McKade, has it all. Except for a mate. When no one holds his interest and casual hook-ups lose their appeal, he immerses himself in work, leaving no time for socializing. Until one morning, all his plans are rearranged when his mate literally runs into him.
Game designer, Layla Brantley, needs a drastic change, and a dream job in Vegas offers the perfect opportunity. Leaving behind parents who don’t support her and a deadbeat boyfriend who never appreciated her, she’s ready to make her life her own. She never expects to collide with a handsome man and discover he’s Raibert McKade, owner of The Mercury and host of the convention she’s attending. And she definitely doesn’t expect the man to show interest in her.
Raibert has his hands full with the captivating and curvy Layla, and he’d have it no other way. But will he convince her of her destiny, or will she walk away, leaving him to suffer loneliness for the rest of his days?
“I’m glad you’re here,” he said, his voice sounding rough to his ears.
“You are? But you don’t even know me.”
“I hope to change that.”
“You do?” That wide-eye gaze returned, and her surprised confusion had him chuckling.
“Is it so hard to believe I’d be interested in finding out more about the lovely woman standing before me? The woman who develops games and quickly made an amazing impression on my niece?”
Raibert couldn’t contain his laugh. Nor could he stop from reaching out to touch her again, stroking her cheek and seeing it blossom with color at his touch. “Yes, Layla, you did.” He delighted when she leaned ever so slightly into his touch. His desire amped up, but now was not the time and here was not the place to act upon it. After dropping his hand, he gently laced his fingers with hers and instantly felt her tremor. “Layla, would you do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight?”
“You want to have dinner with me? Tonight?”
“Are you always in the habit of questioning everything asked of you?”
She cocked her head as her face morphed with concentration. “I suppose I do. And I guess I do find it hard to believe someone like you would be interested in someone like me.”
“Someone like me? I am simply a man interested in a beautiful, intriguing woman.”
Layla snorted. “Simply a man,” she murmured. “And me? Intriguing? I’m as plain Jane as they come. I—”
Raibert hauled her against him, cradling the back of her head with his free hand, uncaring of the scene he made. He squelched her shock by fusing his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. Her body stiffened, yet she moaned in his mouth, and as each second passed, she began surrendering herself to him. Holding her, possessing her in the kiss, Raibert craved so much more as his dragon spirit flared to life. Mastering control, he banked his lust and gentled the kiss. With his tongue, he soothed her plundered lips before pulling a breath away.
“You, Layla Brantley, are magnificent. Don’t ever doubt that.” With a final kiss on the tip of her nose, he released her after ensuring she was steady on her feet. “I’ll be back to escort you to dinner. Enjoy the remainder of your afternoon.”
With great effort, he stepped back and spun, walking away from the woman who had already unknowingly branded his soul.