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She tilts her head a little, watching me as though she’s trying to work something out. “No,” she says. “I guess I’m just trying to figure out why.”
I take another sip of wine, stalling a little. “Maybe because I want to prove to you that I’m more than what you thought I was.”
Tessa laughs now, throwing her head back. “But you hooking up for casual sexiswho you are,” she says. “You made that abundantly clear when we first met.”
Huffing, I look up at her. “Sure, but maybe now I want more.”
“More?”
“More,” I repeat.
Tessa blinks slowly. “And again, why?”
I fall onto my back, looking up at the dusky night sky. The sun has only just set, the stars slowly coming out. The grounds of the winery and gardens are lit by lamps, creating an intimate atmosphere that I was hoping might also inspire Tessa.
“Dylan,” she prompts, moving so she’s hovering over me.
Without thinking, I reach up, curling my hand around the back of her neck as I pull her down, rolling us over so I’m hovering above her. Tessa blinks, her breathing rapid now as she stares up at me.
“Honestly, I don’t know,” I admit, my eyes locked with hers.
“You don’t know?” she asks, confused.
I shake my head slowly. “No, I don’t. All I know is you intrigue me, and I want to know more, Tessa.” I brush my thumb across her cheekbone, watching as her eyes widen and her lips part. I’d fucking love to lean in and kiss those lips right now.
“Maybe you just want what you can’t have,” she suggests, and I can hear the tiny seed of fear beneath her bravado.
I smile, my thumb drifting to her bottom lip. “I have had you though, haven’t I?”
She smirks now, her hands on my chest as she attempts to shove me off her. I don’t move, my hips half on hers as I pin her the blanket. “But not anymore,” she says.
“Not yet, anyway,” I say, smiling.
Tessa shakes her head, her hands still on my chest as we lie on this blanket together. “You’re awfully cocky, aren’t you?”
I lift a shoulder. “Maybe I just know what I want now, and I’m prepared to do anything to get it.”
“And when you do get it,” she says. “What happens when you lose interest?”
And there it is. The real reason she’s so hesitant to give this thing between us another try. I sort of get it, given when we first started hooking up, I wasn’t looking for anything more. I never even hinted at wanting a relationship, being abundantly clear that all we were doing was hooking up for sex. I guess this one-eighty I’ve done could be confusing.
“Who says I will lose interest?”
“Because the chase is always more exciting,” she breathes out, her eyes never leaving mine. I don’t miss the fear they hold, the doubt that tells me she’s wondering if I’m really telling the truth.
“It’s exciting, yeah, but not the most exciting part,” I say, wondering what I have to say and do to convince her this isn’t a game to me. “I’m not fucking with you here, Tessa.”
She nods her head slowly, our eyes still locked. “I know, you were nothing if not honest.”
“I still am,” I confirm.
She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and pushing her tits up, before she lets it out slowly. “So tell me what you’re thinking right now then.”
I grin, my thumb moving to brush across her bottom lip again. “How much I wanna kiss you.”
Tessa gasps, her eyes widening. “Tell me how you got all your money,” she whispers.
Chuckling, I lean closer so there is nothing but the smallest sliver of space between our mouths. I can feel her warm breath on my lips, can smell her intoxicating scent as she lies beneath me, her warm body pressed against mine.
And fuck me am I tempted. Tempted to end this chase just so I can have another taste of her.
But I don’t, because I’m also determined to prove to her that I’m not what she thinks I am, regardless of my previous behavior. This woman intrigues me like no one else and while I might not be able to explain why I’ve suddenly changed my mind about wanting more with her, it doesn’t mean I’m not willing to try.
So instead of kissing her, I move so my mouth is against her ear, the hand that was on her cheek now sliding down to her neck, my fingers curling around it. Brushing my lips against the shell of her ear, smiling at the gasp that falls from her mouth, I whisper, “Nice try, babe.”
