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“You wish,” she quips, taking another drink before handing the bottle back to me. I instantly take another long pull before answering,
“So what if I do?” I ask, my question seeming to confuse her.
“What if you do what?” she finally asks when I make no attempt to elaborate.
“Wish that you would throw yourself at me.”
Her head instantly falls back, and I swear to God the sweetest fucking sound I’ve ever heard flows from her mouth. Fuck me, even her laugh makes me hard.
“In case you haven’t heard the rumors, I’m a prude bitch who won’t give it up,” she quickly adds, looking down at her hands which are once again knotted in her lap.
“That only makes the victory that much sweeter. It would have been a damn shame had you given it to the likes of Dylan Thompson. Fucking douche bag. I find it hard to believe you even dated a guy like that to begin with.”
“Well, he wasn’t a douche bag to me—at least not in the beginning. I guess I’m not the best judge of character. If I was I probably wouldn’t still be sitting out here with you.”
“Ouch.” I flatten my hand over my heart. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You’re Sebastian Baxter. Star quarterback and captain of the football team. You’re rich and gorgeous and can quite literally have anyone you want.” She swallows hard. “I know you go through girls like you’re running a marathon, never actually dating a single one. And I know with complete certainty that the little smirk you’re wearing right now is probably one of your deal sealers, but trust me when I say, you can save it. I’m not like the girls you usually surround yourself with.”
“I’m realizing this,” I observe, never taking my eyes off her. “But you made one fatal error in that little rant of yours.” I lean forward, my leg brushing against hers.
“What’s that?” I don’t miss the way her voice catches or how she tenses at my nearness. She may play like she’s immune to my charms, but her body says something else completely different.
“You said I can quite literally have any girl I want,” I remind her, giving her a knowing look.
“Man…” She shakes her head slowly back and forth. “You are good.” She smiles like she’s figuring me out, and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a bit of a slap to my ego.
“Thank you.” I grin, not letting her see the effect her words have on me.
“That wasn’t actually a compliment,” she challenges.
I swear I think I could go back and forth with this girl all night.
“Do you want to get out of here?” I ask, abruptly standing.
“What?” My unexpected action clearly catches her off guard.
“Let’s get out of here,” I repeat, extending my hand to her. She looks back and forth between my hand and face several times before finally responding.
“You want to leave your own party?”
“Trust me when I say, this is the last fucking place I want to be.” I smile, my hand still out waiting for her to take it. “Come on.”
I can see the hesitation, the inner battle going on behind those innocent blue eyes.
“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” she finally answers, standing on her own accord.
I let my hand fall to my side, a smile playing on the corners of my mouth.
“Do you always do that?”
“Do what?” She eyes me curiously.
“Question everything. I bet you’ve never done anything spontaneous a day in your life.” I chuckle. “You say no before you even know what’s being offered.”
“Fine. Then what’s being offered?” She crosses her arms in front of herself.
I shrug. “How about we just see where the night ends.”
