Page 67 of Slow Burn

“Is that what you dream about?” Elijah held his breath, waiting for her answer.

“I made a list, and since you’re the only man I have experience with, outside of Drew⁠—”

Elijah’s grip on her jaw tightened. “Do not mention his name again. We’re going to pretend he never existed.”

Georgia rolled her eyes.

“And you made a list? A list for what?”

She was silent.

“A Christmas list in August? A list of things you need for your place?” He pushed, not loving that she was still quiet. “I will sit here all night until you answer me.”

Georgia smacked his hand off her chin. “My list is none of your business.”

Officially, she had to be the most frustrating woman in the world.

“Unfortunately, you brought it up.” While also bringing up that prick Drew. “All you have to do is tell me what the list is for, and I’ll leave you alone.”

Maybe.

Her eyes darted to the doorway before she looked back at him. “It’s about different things I want to try in bed,” his sweet peach whispered.

No way in hell was he leaving her side. Not with a list like that.

“Go to the upstairs bathroom,” Elijah demanded, pointing at the stairs in the corner of the room. “I’ll meet you there in five minutes.”

Then he headed to his car.

Condoms.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-THREE

WITH SHAKY HANDS, Georgia opened the bathroom door with no idea what she was doing. Elijah told her to jump, and she basically asked how high. But with the promise he was joining her, she didn’t ask a single question.

The door swung open. Georgia watched as Elijah shut and locked the door.

With two steps, he was right in front of her.

“I should have told you to take your clothes off,” he uttered as he dropped to his knees. “But the idea of someone else walking in and seeing you naked makes me irrational.”

Georgia gripped the counter she was leaning against, anticipating his next move.

Peering up at her through his long, dark eyelashes, he smirked. “Take off your panties.”

“Are you going to take yours off?” she countered with a breathy tone.

“If you’re a good girl.”

Holy hotness, she lifted her dress and grabbed the sides of her boy shorts underwear, dragging them down her legs. With a grin, she held them up on her finger.

“Now what?”

Elijah grabbed them from her hand and stuffed her cotton underwear in his back pocket.

“Now you do your best not to make a noise while I eat you out.”