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“Fine. I’ll do it in a way you’ll respond to.”
“How’s that?”
“Friendly competition,” he says.
“Nothing is friendly when there is a competition involved,” I counter, and he grins.
“True, but we can at least try.”
“Or I can tell you to fuck off,” I suggest, and he grins.
“You won’t. You want to beat me too bad.”
He’s baiting me. Don’t bite, Baylor, don’t do it. “What’s the game?”
Damn it!
Smiling victoriously, he says, “Well, I’m pretty sure I can kick your ass at some beer pong, and when I do, you have to tell me about yourself.”
I scoff. Again, he doesn’t know me, so he wouldn’t know that I’ve been playing beer pong since I was sixteen. I’ve been around dudes my whole life. My dad has coached all over the damn place, and I’ve been everyone’s little sister. I’ve been taught how to play by the best in college.
Jayden is going down.
Again.
“Bring it,” I say with a glare.
“After dinner, we’ll go at it then,” he says and I nod. “What do you want if you win?”
I don’t even think. He is trouble. He is going to mess me up, so I say the only thing that can rectify that. “Oh, well, when I win, you leave me alone.”
He holds my gaze, and I do everything in my power to show that it’s what I want. Because it’s what I need to want.
“Are you sure you want to end our little game we have going on?”
Of course, I do. It’s not a game I can win. Instead of saying that though, I tease, “So sure you’ll lose, then?”
This time, he’s the one glaring. “I can’t wait to put you in your place.”
“In your dreams, Sinclair,” I say, and I find myself locked in a heated gaze with him.
It’s almost like a cat-and-mouse game. I would say I’m the cat, but then I’m sure he would say the same. As much as I don’t want this to ever end, and I would love it to end in the bedroom, I know it can’t. I wouldn’t be able to walk away from him completely put together, and that scares me. The last time I felt like this, it went badly, and I refuse to allow someone else to do that to me.
“I wish you two would just do it and get it over with,” Delanie says then and Mandie agrees.
“For real, the foreplay is kind of disgusting,” Mandie says.
Grinning, he chucks his chin toward me. “I’ll meet you at the table after dinner then.”
He heads for the door, and before he can leave, I say, “Be ready to lose.”
When he glances back at me, he just looks at me with a hooded gaze, and like it’s the easiest thing in the world, he steals my breath away.
And I hate it.
But I can’t control it. His eyes are so intoxicating, so beautiful, and the look on his face, the confident, sexy one has me hot all over. It’s insane and I honestly don’t understand my response to this caveman. Why does he affect me so?
With a grin on his lips, he says, “No, sweetheart, be ready to spill your guts.”
