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He grins and raises a brow.
As of tomorrow, I’m disowning my sister.
“I’m awake now, asshole, and waiting to hear what better be a good reason for barging into my room.”
He stands against the nearest wall, his arms crossed at his chest, and his feet crossed at his ankles. Still in his deep royal blue suit, he looks good enough to eat.
“I’ve been trying to find you all night. It’s as if you’re avoiding me. Are you?”
“What gives you that sort of vibe? Maybe because it’s the fucking truth? We had one night together. It’s all it was, and I didn’t want to rehash it or make it awkward. And you seemed more than happy with the arm candy squeezing your ass.”
“Oh, Jenna? Yeah, I sent her home in an Uber. I’ve never liked her, not in that way. But, she’s been on me for months to go out. I thought I’d do it at a family function and not alone. I’ve never been attracted to her. I gave it a chance and hell, I’m not sure why.” He saunters closer and sits on the edge of the bed. “Anyway, I saw the man you brought, but no need to be jealous when he leaves with someone else. See, luck is on my side.”
Shit. I’d hoped he’d missed that train wreck I thought was a good idea hours ago. But it’s time for me to deflect. “But you knew I’d be here?” I push up in bed, bringing the blankets over my chest, which is only covered in a thin tank top.
“Figured, Rosso.”
“Were you attempting to make me jealous?”If the answer is yes, it’s all sorts of hot.
He shrugs his shoulders, his hand working its way up my quilt-covered leg.
My eyes linger on his hand. “I take that as a yes. If you wanted to see me, why the hell didn’t you attempt to get my number? It wouldn’t have been hard.”
He chuckles again, stopping at my mid-thigh. “And the same could be said to you.”
I’m still looking at his hand.Don’t moan, don’t let him know you’re enjoying it, I sternly tell myself.
And because I’m channeling my inner bad ass, I continue. “But the difference for me, Dom, is I didn’t want to see you again.” I fail to sound self-confident, and the high pitch of my voice isn’t convincing. Fuck. I’m outed.
“Mind if I—?” He points to the space closer to my head, just enough room for his fine ass to sit next to me. Part of me screamsno,abort, bad fucking ideabut the other part… Well, where’s the fun in that?
“Sure, knock yourself out.” My response comes out cold, but I’m not cold, not when it comes to Dominic Torano.
His eyes find mine, and his smile is kind. It’s also sexy and smoldering and about twenty other adjectives.
“I wanted to call you. But…” He trails off, and I wait and I wait.
“There’s something about you, Cassandra McDonald. I don’t want to walk away from you.”
I try to work out what he’s revealed. “Because you like kinky sex?” I question.
Who would have known I like kinky sex too?
“To name one thing,” he answers.
I roll my eyes. I’m not playing his game. He’s the one who barged in on me after bringing a date to make me jealous.
“I’m too old for guessing games, Dom, and much older than you. So, if you have something to say, say it. If not, let me get some sleep.”
“You make it sound like you’re geriatric.”
This makes me laugh, and I lower my barriers just a little.
“I don’t think I want to walk away, Sandra. After six months, you’re the one face that stays with me when I close my eyes at night.”
He’s smooth. Too smooth.
“Are you with anyone else right now?” I won’t ask if there’s been anyone after me, because honestly, it’ll make me jealous, and I have no right to those feelings.
