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She shook her head lightly, then took a bite, chewing and swallowing with the same feminine grace she did every other thing. Beautiful, even while eating enchiladas.
He focused on his plate before he backpedaled on his dinner-first decision and carted her off to his bed. “You didn’t answer the question.”
“You seriously want to know if I had an Easy-Bake Oven as a child?”
“Yeah.” Everything. He wanted all the details, not just the minimum required. A first for him.
“Yes, I had an Easy-Bake Oven.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“Tell me the rest.”
“The rest?” she asked, and he nodded. “Okay. I got it when I was nine. It was orange.”
“Babe.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “I know there’s more to this story because there’s a sparkle in your eyes that wasn’t there a minute ago.”
“You think you have me figured out, do you?”
He barked out a laugh. “Hell, no. I’m trying, but you’re not making it easy.”
“Maybe that’s the reason you’re so determined to know things about me, because I’m not spewing out information in an attempt to gain and hold your interest.”
“You think you have me figured out, do you?” He smiled while playfully copying her line. The joke was on him though.
She did have him figured out. The challenge of the chase had always been his thing. That’s why he didn’t have any real relationships in his past. Same reason his math degree sat in an envelope in his safe instead of hanging on a wall in an office somewhere. The reward had never held his interest. Only the challenge of getting it.
That was then. His perspective had changed a lot in the past year. The woman sitting across from him, challenging him, was unlike any he’d been with. Maybe this time would be different. Only way to find out was to keep chasing until he caught her. Really caught her. Not just reeled her in with his dick.
Though maybe that was all she wanted.
“Sam?”
“Sorry. Kind of spaced out there for a minute.” And in doing so, he’d wiped the sparkle from her expression.
“I was teasing, you know. I wasn’t being serious.”
“Yeah. No seriousness tonight, I got that vibe.”
The setting sun’s warm, hazy glow bounced off her hair as she tilted her head. “You set the tone for tonight when you texted me to hurry and get over here so you could make me come. Then again when you instructed me to undo my shirt in the elevator, and again when you slipped your hand under my skirt out in the hall. All of which I have no complaints about, for the record. I thought the whole ‘dinner first’ thing was just part of the game.”
The game.Guess he had his answer to what she wanted. Forget dinner, forget conversation, forget substance. Just serve up his dick and she’d be satisfied.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, when he grunted.
“It should be.”
“But it’s not?”
He took a long pull of beer. For time, not courage. He’d never needed courage. Then again, he’d never felt as if he had anything to lose.
Sighing, she raised her glass. “Since we’re playing a drinking game…” Full, pink lips pressed against the rim, she tipped her head back and drank until she’d emptied the glass. “I win. Now, please say what’s on your mind. Or call it a night. Your choice, but continuing this moody vagueness isn’t an option.”
“What if I suggested we stop talking altogether and I take you into the bedroom to fuck for the rest of the night, would that be an option?”
“No.”
