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Tara

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Me

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Tara

I have no words for you

I don’t know why she’s so weird about sex. As best friends, we’re supposed to be able to be open about these things, but I do like teasing her.

Rock comes back to the table, and I put my phone down. I don’t want to be my usual self and have my nose stuck in my phone all night. I’d rather look at him…

He hands me a drinks menu. “Did you choose your food yet?”

I tap my chin. “I was thinking about the shredded chicken tacos.”

“Good choice.”

He’s been a little distant ever since we got off the bike. I wish I knew what he was thinking and if what I just did was crossing the line, though I’m sure most red-blooded males wouldn’t be so quick to say no.

That heat in his eyes… I’ve never seen anything so damn sexy.

He’s probably right. Handling him in bed would be like nothing else. I’m sure he bangs super damn hard, and after the dud of a boyfriend I’ve had recently, I think a good hard rollicking is in order.

I snort at the idea.

He glances up at me.

Oops.

“You good?”

I nod. “Sorry. My mind was elsewhere.”

I look back at the menu, though I feel him still staring at me.

“What are you going to have?” I ask, ignoring the heat rising to my cheeks.

He takes a few moments to answer, but I keep my gaze on the menu that I’m not even reading.

“The Grill burger with the works.”

I smile. Of course he’s a meat eater.

Finally, I give in and look up.

“Can I eat some of your fries?”

There is no amusement in his face. “No. Get your own.”

I pout. “Meany.”

“What do you want to drink?”

“A vodka martini, please.”

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