Page 22 of Head Over Heels


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“Sophie.” He lowered his voice. “Let me in.”

She sighed. “Fine, but keep your distance.”

A smile quivered at his lips, but he nodded, all serious like, and stepped into the living room.

Her gaze flickered down his body, and she bit her lip before shaking her head. “You’re in. What can I do for you?”

She could do any number of things, but all of them were off the table, so he kept it to business. “I assume you’re headed to Mitch and Maddie’s tonight.”

“Of course. The Chicago group leave tomorrow and it’s tradition.” Her eyes roamed over him again, as though she couldn’t help herself.

He was right there with her because his brain was half on the conversation and half on the filthy things he’d like to do to her. He cleared his throat. Stay on topic. “I’m going, so I wanted to warn you.”

She scowled. “Why are you going?”

He shrugged. “I was invited.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m friends with Mitch and Maddie, I don’t work tonight, and it’s a party.” He took a step toward her and she stepped back. The flare of anticipation in her gaze made him predatory, and hard. Which wouldn’t do at all.

“But . . .” She trailed off, her expression filled with something he could only describe as panicked excitement. “I don’t want you there.”

He needed to stay sharp here, to not give in to this insatiable desire to bait her, but then his attention shifted to her mouth. “Don’t you?”

She shook her head. “No. Of course not.”

There was something addictive about the way they sparked. It went beyond chemistry or attraction. Beyond sex.

He raised a brow. “It won’t make your night more exciting?”

She sucked in a little breath. “Don’t be an egomaniac.”

“It’s got nothing to do with ego.”

“How do you figure?”

Because she was consumed with the same lust he was, and being around her would sure as hell make his night a lot more interesting. But he ignored the question. He flashed her a smile. “Do you want a ride?”

Her eyes went wide and she sputtered, “Excuse me?”

He laughed. “To Mitch and Maddie’s. In case you didn’t notice, we live next door to each other. Seems kind of silly to go separately.” Of course, driving together was downright stupid, but he didn’t plan on bringing that up. They both knew the danger. Unfortunately, they both seemed to like danger a little too much.

A pretty pink flush stained her cheeks. “Yes, well, um . . .”

Awww. He’d flustered her. With another woman he’d let her compose herself and ignore her misinterpretation of his statement, but this was Sophie, so he grinned. “I’m happy to give you the other kind of ride too. Just say the word, darlin’.”

She gasped, her stance turning rigid. There was that temper.

“Not in this lifetime!” She stepped toward him and jabbed him in the chest with her finger. “I told you yesterday, I’m never having sex with you. Ever. So don’t even think about getting ideas in your head.”

She poked him again and he grabbed her hand. “The ideas are already there. It’s what to do about them.”

She snatched her hand away. “You will do nothing about them.”

He glanced down. Her nipples were hard, her skin flushed, her eyes bright. Since his brain had taken leave the second she’d opened the door, he responded with what would drive her most crazy. He shrugged. “All right.”

“All right?” Her lips were parted, ready.

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