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“Is it because you saw me naked?” My mouth pops open and he grins. “I thought I saw you.” He chuckles. “I never would’ve expected you to be a peeping Tom.”
My face turns as red as a tomato. “It was an accident.”
“But you didn’t run away,” he comments. I have no comeback for that and he knows it. “I take it you like what you saw?” He raises one brow. The waitress leaves our drinks and I rip into my straw. “I’ll take that as, ‘Oh yes, Bennett, you have the finest ass I’ve ever seen.’ I’m sure your thoughts on my cock were much dirtier.”
I nearly pass out in the booth. “Shut up.”
“Don’t be such a prude, Grace. It’s just a word. Cock. Say it.”
“No.” I shake my head.
“Don’t make me stand on the table and shout it,” he threatens. “You know I will.”
He pushes his hands against the table and begins to stand. “Cock,” I whisper.
He tilts his head to the side. “That was pathetic, Princess. You sound like you’re scraping dirt off your pointy shoes and it’s killing you inside. Say it like you mean it.”
My eyes shift around uneasily. “Cock,” I say it a little louder.
He grins. “You can do better than that.”
“Bennett,” I hiss. “We’re in a restaurant.”
“I don’t care.” He leans back in the booth, stretching his arm along the back. He’s the picture of ease. Meanwhile, I’m squirming.
I look around again and everyone in the restaurant seems to be occupied.
“Cock,” I say louder this time.
“That was good.” He grins like the cat that ate the canary. “Now say, “Bennett, your cock is a glorious—”
I throw his ice-cold water on him. I expect him to be mad, but instead, he busts out laughing. The waitress comes running over with napkins.
“Oh, my God, what happened?” she asks, handing him the napkins. She stares at his chest a bit too long where
the wet cotton sticks to him. She blushes and looks away quickly.
“Nothing. Just my girlfriend being silly.” Bennett wipes at his shirt and the table and looks up at the waitress with the most innocent of smiles. “I guess going shirtless would be frowned upon?”
“Uh … I mean, I wouldn’t mind, but my manager would probably ask you to leave.” She blushes and holds her tray up to her chest like a shield.
“It’s okay.” Bennett winks. “I have a shirt in the car.”
“I’ll be right back,” he tells me, tapping his fingers against the table.
“I’ll get you another water,” the waitress says before walking away.
Bennett isn’t gone long. He returns in a thin muscle shirt that’s almost completely open at the sides. I think he’s trying to kill me. How is it possible that he looks so hot all the time without even trying?
“It’s a bit chilly for this,” he pulls on his shirt as he sits down, “but it’s all I had in my gym bag that was clean.” He sniffs it then. “Yeah, it’s definitely clean.”
“I’d apologize for throwing water at you, but it would be a lie.” I sip at my drink innocently.
Bennett brings his hand to his mouth to hide his smile. “You’re something else.” He shakes his head, stifling a laugh.
The waitress brings him a fresh water and he flashes her a smile. “Thanks.” She nods and disappears again. Bennett yawns. “I should’ve ordered some coffee, but I guess it’s good I didn’t. I can handle water being thrown at me. Coffee, not so much.” Bennett leans back in the booth, stretching his arm along the back. “Are you sure you have to get back to campus? Maybe we should do something.”
“Like what?” I ask as the waitress sets our plates down.
