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The hand around her waist strays to her lower back, and I let my fingers sit there, kneading gently. My other index finger draws circles on her cheek before tracing the outline of her lips. Harper exhales as her chest rises and her lips part.
I don’t care if someone is looking at us right now. I want to make love—fuck—this woman.
“I’m not,” she says firmly, but her eyes refuse to look into mine.
I can tell she feels the same way, though, because if there is something Harper cannot hide, it’s her body language. Leaning closer, I place my lips next to her ear.
“What do you say we forget golf? We can find someplace, you and I, to get things done.”
She moans softly.
“What do you say?” I repeat, nipping her earlobe.
Harper nods. “Uhun.”
I kiss her ear and run my tongue down the side of her neck. When I feel her completely leaning against me, I retreat.
“What?” Her eyes fly open. “What—why?”
“Why what?” I feign ignorance.
She looks puzzled, raising her hands and dropping them when she doesn’t find the right words. But I keep up my act, watching her get all flustered. Although it’s taking all of me to keep from taking her hand and ditching this place, it also pleases me to see that Harper wants me as badly as I crave her.
My withdrawal is a tiny punishment for her denial.
“Aren’t we leaving?” Harper finally asks. “You said…”
I don’t hear the rest of her sentence when my phone rings. I answer when I see it is Caleb and then turn to her after the call ends.
“Looks like we have to return to the bowling alley. Our absence has been noticed.”
There’s nothing said between us as we make the short trip back, but I can feel Harper’s eyes on me the entire time. They have questions, and I have the answers, but I don’t want to give them to her too easily. As we walk into the bowling alley, I see Caleb and Mira going hard at the pins.
“Looks like they’ve gotten serious about their bowling,” I tell Harper, pointing to Caleb and Mira. “You said you wanted to try again, right? Now’s your chance.”
To further throw her off, I call out to Caleb and wave when he turns. Then I start walking away, only stopping when I notice that Harper hasn’t left her position.
“Aren’t you coming?” I ask.
Her eyes go dark enough that I half-expected steam to pour out of her ears as she marches up to me. Harper jabs my chest.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” She demands an answer. “You were teasing me on purpose, and then you pretended like nothing happened. What was that for? Revenge?”
I shrug. “I don’t know. What do you think? Would I rile you up on purpose and walk away without making good on my word? I’ve made it clear that I am sexually attracted to you. Walking away certainly wouldn’t be of any benefit to me.”
But Harper isn’t the kind of person that lets you pull the wool over her eyes. She gives me a knowing stare.
“There’s that, but you enjoy being right, and I took that from you when I said that the sex was a mistake and it would never happen again. I walked away from you at the office and slammed the door in your face after you teased me about my shirt,” she reminds me.
I cock my head to the side. “But I recall that you kissed me in the elevator. So, it wasn’t that I was wrong. It was more about you being a coward.”
Harper’s takes an intimidating step forward, and we are almost chest-to-chest. “I didn’t kiss you.”
“Oh,” I chuckle, “it’s flat-out denial now? That’s what we are doing?”
She smirks. “You can’t prove it.”
Oh, but I can. I show her with one hand trailing in a line from her collarbone, down her cleavage, and to her belly button. I don’t break eye contact with her, even when her breathing becomes audible and my hand inches lower, stopping right below her waist.
