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She pouted, struggling against his hold. “Ten minutes? That’s a long time to have to wait.”
“It’ll be worth it, and you know it. The two of us naked, tangled in the sheets…we’re good together.”
His words were like a bucket of ice dumped over her head. What was she doing? Nick was in her house. Looking at her like he wanted to get her naked in two hot minutes. And those two minutes he stripped her would undoubtedly be the hottest of her life.
Yeah. Scary. She was being ridiculous. She needed to get this man out of her house before she did something really crazy.
Like jump him.
“You need to go.” She tugged out of his grip and stepped away from him. He was still leaning against the wall, looking at her as if she’d lost her mind.
Awesome, because she was pretty sure she had lost her mind.
“What? You’re not acting like you.” He ran a hand thr
ough his hair, his jaw tense. He was sexy when he was frustrated. “All this push and pull is confusing as hell, Will.”
She ignored him. Refused to let that soulful tone get to her. He sounded totally perplexed, and it was sort of cute. But she didn’t want cute. She wanted him gone.
“Tell me all about it. Thanks for a great date.” She smiled, waiting for him to get the hint and walk out the door.
But he didn’t.
“Text me and let me know what the plans are for the next one,” she reminded him sweetly.
He cocked a brow at her, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and didn’t say a word.
“Are you being dense on purpose?” Her voice went shrill and rose a notch. God, she hated that. It reminded her of her mother and how she used to rant about her dad—about any man in her life.
Not that she had a lot of memories about her mom. Their relationship had always been…distant. And that was putting it politely.
“I sort of like it when you insult me,” he said, his voice that smooth, honey drawl that always got to her, no matter how much she tried to fight it. “Makes me think you just might care.”
“Argh!” She marched straight toward him and grabbed the door handle, trying to nudge him away with a push of her shoulder, but that was like trying to move a brick wall. “Move.”
He gazed down at her, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “You gotta say the magic word.”
“Move now.” Her voice dropped to its deadliest.
“You don’t scare me.” Nick reached out and touched her cheek, his fingers drifting across her skin. “You think I don’t remember how defensive you get when you’re nervous? I get it, darlin’. I really do.”
She stood there glaring at him. So close she could feel his body heat, his warm breath fluttering across her cheek. “You don’t know me.”
“Oh, I do.” He bent his head, his mouth right at her ear, low and husky and deliciously sexy. “Better than you think.”
He reached out and settled his hand over hers, where it rested on the door handle and she gave a little mutter of surprise, slipping her hand away. With a smile curving those too-tempting lips, he pushed off from the door, opened it, and walked out without another word, closing it behind him.
She collapsed on the couch and leaned back against it, resting her hand over her chest. The man was trying to kill her. Give her a heart attack. If it was her time to go, the least she deserved was an amazing orgasm. And he hadn’t even delivered that, the jackass.
Men. They were all the same.
…
Plenty of women were flat out crazy. Nick knew this, had encountered lots of psycho chicks since he became a superstar on his high school football team. They came with the territory and where once he’d been overwhelmed and unsure how to handle them, now for the most part he brushed them off and went on his way.
He knew for a fact Willow wasn’t a psycho chick. But tonight, for whatever reason, she’d done a complete one-eighty and was acting like…
A nut job. A sexy as hell nut job but damn, she was making his head spin.
