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“Where you heading, Midnight?”
“Midnight?” she asks, looking pointedly at my hand on her arm.
“You won’t give me your name, so I decided to give you a nickname,” I respond, not letting go of her arm.
“Midnight was the nickname you came up with?”
“Definitely.”
I probably shouldn’t reach out and touch her hair, but then, I’ve never been the kind of man who does what he should. So, I let my fingers tangle into her thick, lush curls. Sweet sensation fills me as I imagine the thick mane brushing against my cock, my length disappearing between her full, pink lips. A groan leaves me just from the force of my fantasies.
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
“You have no fucking idea,” I mutter.
“You have two choices here, Train.”
I smile because I like the way she says my name. I’d like it even more if she was saying it naked and chained to my bed.
“What’s that?”
“Choice number one is that you let me go and step the hell away from me.”
“I’m not a big fan of that one. What’s choice number two?” I ask, my thumb brushing back and forth on her arm, wishing like fuck she didn’t have a jacket on. My other hand is still playing with the ends of her hair. I breathe her sweet honey scent into my lungs and Christ, I’m pretty sure it brands me as I inhale.
Sweet, clean beauty.
“Choice number two is that I make you let go of me,” she says calmly, not backing down an inch.
“You think you can do that, Midnight?” I ask, still holding her hair but not moving.
Instead, I find myself appraising her. She’s confident and there’s not a bit of nerves evident. She’s self-assured, definitely has a backbone, and is not about to cower despite me being intimidating and towering over her. I liked her instantly. Now, I’m about two steps away from falling in love with her.
“You think you can handle the pain? Try me,” she says.
She doesn’t know it, but her little show is making my cock hard as rock and putting her in danger of being thrown over my shoulder and tied to my bed.
“Maybe I like pain,” I murmur.
“If that’s the way you want it.”
“I’m bigger than you are,” I warn her.
“What’s that saying? The bigger they are, the harder they fall. The way I figure it, Train, you should fall really hard.”
“I think I already have.”
She rolls her eyes. “Do you know how many men a night hit on me?”
“I imagine a hell of a lot,” I respond honestly.
“And most are a hell of a lot cuter than you. So, why don’t you give it up and move along. Copper is on stage. You’re just her type.”
“First, I never want to be thought of as cute, so that doesn’t bother me,” I tell her, grinning, because fuck, I’m getting more and more into this woman as this conversation moves along. “Second, is Copper her real name?”
“Only one she uses,” she says, throwing my words back at me.
“And I’m her type?”
“For now.” She gives me a careless shrug like she doesn’t really care.
“What type is that?”
“The type with a working dick who wants to get laid,” Midnight answers, sounding bored.
“Doesn’t that describe the majority of men?”
“Sadly, yes.”
“Why would I only be her type for now?”
“You realize you ask a lot of questions?” she mumbles, making my grin deepen. When I don’t respond, she lets out a large sigh. “Because if you don’t let go of me, the working part of your dick—won’t.”
“I’m not sure either one of us would like that, Midnight.” I smirk.
“Listen, this has been swell, but I have things to do. So, you need to back up and let me go before I’m any later.”
“Swell? Damn, you’re a fireball, aren’t you?”
“You’re going to make me do this the hard way, Train.”
“I guess it’s your fault for making me hard,” I murmur. My words annoy the hell out of her. I can tell from the emotions that flicker across her face.
“Fine. Just remember you made me do this. I hope you don’t plan on fathering kids any longer,” she mutters.
I know she was moving into position to attack me. I can tell someone trained her. Although, they left out the part where she shouldn’t forewarn the enemy but, rather, take advantage of their surprise. Still, it is impressive. She stops, though, when I reply.
“That depends.”
“On what?” she asks, her face scrunching up adorably, which shouldn’t be possible as sexy as she is to begin with. I never thought adorable and sexy worked together. My mistake.
“Only if you want kids, Midnight.”
Chapter 6
Drew
This guy is hot. If I didn’t have the world closing in on me, I’d be tempted to take a bite. Instinctively, though, I know that way lies trouble. I take out my knife from the inside of my pocket. I covertly pop out the blade, not wanting this guy to see it until it’s too late for him to do anything about it.
