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“Should have guessedwhat?”

He pulled his lip into his mouth. “Youwant to be the one to use it.”

That sent instant heat to my face.

And my lack of an immediate response made him grin.

“I’m right, huh?” he asked, taking a step toward me, his hands tucked into his pockets. “You need a volunteer?”

I scoffed. “Don’ttempt me.”

Why did I say that?

Thatsent him swaggering up to me, getting even closer than he’d been when he was alreadytooclose before, andGodhe smelled good. Especially when he leaned in to ask, “So thatisyour thing then?”

I shook my head, taking a step back. “Again—it’s not your business.”

He grinned at me. “You don’t have to be ashamed. We all have our kinks.”

“I’m notashamed,” I snapped. “I’ve just nev—never mind,” I said, pushing out a sigh as I tried to get ahold of myself. I wasn’t anact on impulsekind of girl, and yet he had me feeling wild in the head, ready to just…spill.

Not good.

“Neverwhat?” he insisted, closing the distance again. “Come on, you’ve learned more about me than ninety-nine percent of people tonight. I’d like to think we can talk to each other.”

“Not about this,” I denied. “Let’s—hey!”

He’d grabbed my hand, yanking to pull me right up against him. The heat from his body seemed to sink right through my clothes as he looked me dead in the face. Those entrancing dusky eyes locked to mine and he put my hand to his throat. “Go ahead,” he murmured. “See how it feels.”

My hand flexed, squeezing against his throat.

Reflexively.

That was all.

Right?

My eyes went wide at the same time as his. He grinned, completely amused by this. I, on the other hand, was mortified.

I snatched away from him, shaking my head. “This is too much,” I told him, backing away. “I’ll show you the spare room, and then first thing in the morning you’ve got to go.”

“Don’t be like that.” He chuckled, approaching to grab my hand again. “I’m fucking around with you.”

“We don’t have that kind of relationship, where you get to do that.”

“You showed me your toys, you told me about your kink, and then the neck squeeze…” he groaned, making me clench my thighs as heat rushed through me again. “I feel like we’re on the verge of a beautiful connection here, Tati.”

“Ugh!” I snatched my hand away and headed out the door, down the hall as he laughed. “You, guest room,now.”

“Tati!” he called after me, and when I didn’t feel him following, I turned in his direction.

“Are you waiting on something?”

“No.” He shook his head, dragging his thumb over his bottom lip. “Just admiring how comfortable you look right now. Were you already in bed?”

I glanced down at myself, remembering that Iwasjust in bike shorts and an oversized t-shirt—no lifting, no smoothing, no tummy control, hell… no underwear.

Obviously.

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