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“Tell me what else you want to do to me, Blake. I want to hear.”
Widening my eyes in shock, I looked around the restaurant then back to Morgan as she smirked.
Okay, so she wanted to play it that way. I could play, and I could beat her. Little minx. I knew exactly how to scare her off.
“After thoroughly kissing your mouth, I would make my way down your neck to your chest. I’d suck on each nipple, giving each one plenty of attention before I moved my mouth down your stomach. Over to each hip, then down your inner thigh.”
Her tongue wet her lips. “Just one thigh?”
> I groaned and closed my eyes for a moment before piercing her eyes with mine again. “No. I’d kiss you down one leg, then back up the other.”
Morgan stared at me. Her chest rose and fell, and I wasn’t sure if she was nervous or excited. I forced myself to believe she was nervous, having realized she had gone too far.
God, if only I could tell her what I would do next. Spread her open and taste her. Lick her and play with her clit until she screamed my name over and over as she came on my face.
“Blake?”
I cleared my throat. “Then I would realize who I had in my bed and stop.”
The disappointment on her face was clear, and it nearly gutted me. “You’d stop?”
The sound of her voice nearly had me taking it all back. A part of me wanted to stand up and pull her to my car. Take her back to my place and teach her a damn lesson. The other part, the sensible part, reminded me that this was my best friend's sister. A friend who I valued and didn’t want to lose, even if I’d had more wet dreams about her than I cared to count.
“Yes. Morgan, I would stop. What are you doing here? Nash would kill me if he knew what in the hell we were talking about right now. It’s not like it would ever happen, anyway.”
She nodded slowly and looked away. I could see the tears forming in her eyes, and I had never hated myself more than I did in that moment.
I reached for her hand, and she pulled it away, placing it with her other hand in her lap.
“Morgan.”
Shaking her head, she replied, “It’s okay, Blake. I understand. I’m sorry I even said anything.”
I exhaled loudly and jerked my hand through my hair. “Morgan, listen.”
Holding up her hand, she forced a smile. “Please, let’s just forget I even said anything. It was a stupid idea, and I should have known you, of all people, would never be interested in someone like me.”
“Someone like you? What the hell does that mean?”
She shrugged. “Please . . . can we forget all of it? It’s like you said, I was just sitting in a bar getting drunk over another guy.”
“Morgan, let me—”
She gave me a pleading gaze. “Please. Can we forget this ever happened?”
I nodded but said nothing. Reaching for her phone, Morgan typed something in and set her phone down on the table.
“Okay, here are two Mag Scrambles. You kids need anything else?” the waitress asked.
“No, thank you,” we both said at the same time.
We sat in silence while we ate. It was the first time things had ever been awkward between us, and it was destroying me. My heart pounded in my chest, and I had the strangest feeling. Almost like I had made a terrible mistake. But which part was the mistake? The part where I led her on like a dick, or the part where I told her nothing could ever happen between us? I set my fork down and was about to ask her to go for a drive. We needed to talk about this. What in the world would ever make her proposition me like that?
Shit, what if she asked another guy? Someone she didn’t know. I couldn’t let that happen. My head was all over the damn place.
“I’m going to run to the restroom, if you’ll excuse me.”
I glanced up at her as she stood. “Sure.”
