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“What is with you and the ball-and-chain attitude?” she asked, genuinely bemused with the way he was acting.
“Trying to become a ball and chain?”
he asked.
She almost stopped in the middle of the dance floor.
“Are you proposing, Casey?” She could feel her heart beginning to race in her throat. “Because if you are, then this is a lousy way to go about it.”
He snorted back at her, pulling her closer once again as he bent his head against hers and swayed to the lazy, sexually charged music filling the building.
“You’ll know when I’m proposing, Sheila. There will be no question about it.”
Son of a bitch.
Casey was cursing silently with every four-letter word he could come up with and a few he knew were illegal in several parts of the world. Probably in the States as well.
Yeah, it was sort of a proposal.
Casey was a man who accepted what he knew he didn’t have a chance in hell of changing. And the feelings for Sheila burning inside him weren’t going to change.
Fidelity being the key. In the months he had been slipping in and out of her bed, not even once had he found another woman attractive. It purely, simply sucked, though, that she seemed to think he was so horrible at the whole proposal thing.
What did he have to do, anyway? Get on one knee?
He scowled back at Cooper as they swayed around the floor. This had to be his fault. That big lug had gone down on his knee to Sarah and presented her with a diamond the size of a tennis ball.
Okay, so maybe it had been slightly smaller, but that had to be where she had come up with these ideas. Sarah had to have told her.
“You’re acting strange, Casey,” Sheila informed him. “Like a man making a claim, and I’m not some pretty doll you can claim and expect me to fall into line with it.”
“Darlin’, I wouldn’t expect you to fall into line with anything. We’ll just keep on keepin’ on till you see things my way, is all. I didn’t say I expected you to agree with me overnight.”
“Until I see things your way, huh?” He could hear the amusement in her tone, along with a rather vague confusion. As though she weren’t entirely certain how to deal with him.
That was a good thing. Keeping Sheila off balance was always a damned good thing if a man could manage it.
“Yep,” he agreed, hiding his smile in her hair. “We’ll get along better that way, you’ll see.”
“You know, I can’t decide if you’re truly insane, or if you’re just trying to make me crazy.”
And if it were the latter, he wondered, was it working?
Of course, it could be the former as well, because God knew she had managed to turn his life upside down.
“Does it matter which?” he asked softly against her ear, feeling that little shiver of response as it raced down her back. “Tell me you really want me out of your life, Sheila. Go ahead, lie to me and I’ll walk away.”
Could he walk away? He didn’t think it was possible. Not as long as he could feel her body heating for his, as long as he could feel that response for him in her kiss.
“No, you wouldn’t, Casey,” she denied as he finally felt her softening in his arms. “You’d just try to find another way to convince me.”
Hell, she knew him too well.
He hadn’t expected that.
“Why don’t you just tell me what you want from me, Casey.”
They both came to a stop as the music faded away.
