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Elation. I couldn’t help but laugh. “I knew he was a dumbass, but I didn’t think he was that dumb.”

Her eyebrows pinched together. “Honestly, this is none of your business.”

“Oh, now you’re worried about manners? You weren’t thinking about them overmuch when you handed me your knickers.” Inadvertently, I patted said knickers.

She caught the motion and stilled, though I didn’t get the feeling it was in anger. “Have they been in your pocket this whole time?”

“Damn near lost me the game a couple of times.”

I chanced a look at her—I think she might have glitched out, her eyes blinking and wide.

“You okay, Duchess? Did I just break you?”

“I’m beginning to think that might be your life’s purpose. You do know they’re all worried about leaving me alone with you?”

“They’d be wise not to trust you around me.”

She laughed. “Oh, that’s not what they’re worried about. It’s you no one trusts.”

“And how about you? Do you trust me?”

Jessa thought for a second. “I trust that you’d never touch me without my permission, which is their concern I think. I trust that you wouldn’t hurt me, not on purpose. Drive me mad—that’s another story.”

I nodded. “You’re right on all counts.”

“What I can’t sort out is why you’re playing this game with me.”

“Darlin’, I’m not the only one who’s playing. You’ve tried to top me at every turn. Only got me the once.”

“The dunking booth?”

“Doesn’t count. I got your undies fifteen minutes after.” I didn’t mention her giving me the garment got me harder than I’d ever been gotten in my life. “The shower curtain.”

“Ah, yes. I was rather proud of that.”

“I could tell. Maybe I’m waiting on you to make a move.”

“Me make a move?” Her laughter was meant to be annoyed, but I caught the nerves in it. “Whatever makes you think I’d ever make a move on you?”

I gave her a look. “Are you serious? You ducked behind a carnival booth to take your panties off for me. It’s only a matter of time, honey. You and I both know it,” I goaded in the hopes I was right as I turned into my driveway.

“Please. You’ll break far before I ever will.”

I gave her a hard look, my lips tilted in a smile. “You really think you can outlast me?”

“I know I can.”

“You already broke for me once. It won’t be the last time, either And it’s gonna be so sweet when you do.”

“No, you will give in,” she insisted. It was cute how right she thought she was. “And when you do, you’ll be mortified when I don’t give you what you want.”

I pulled the Scout to a stop in front of the house and turned in my seat to face her, my hand moving to grip the back of her seat.

“It’ll be you,” I said, the words fire and smoke. “You won’t be able to stop yourself, Duchess. And there’s no fucking way I’ll stop you, not any more than you’ll stop me. So game on. Show me what you’ve got. Because the only thing in this world that’ll be as sweet as winning is getting ahold of the sweet pussy that left her scent on these.” I reached into my pocket and held up the scrap of fabric for her inspection.

I figured she’d either slap me or kiss me, but to my surprise, she just sat there with her lids heavy and breath shallow, staring at her delicate panties wound around my thick fingers.

After a slow blink, a smile curled on her lips. “That’s what you think.” She opened the door and half stood to hop out, parting her legs before she hinged far enough to have touched the ground. She flipped her skirt to her waist in order to expose her ass, which I’d seen. What I had not had the pleasure of viewing were the lips of her pussy, the line where they met begging to be parted by my tingling fingertips and cock.

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