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Ignoring him, I got in line at the coffee shop.

Again he whispers in my ear, “Have dinner with me tonight, Stella.”

I raise an eyebrow at him, “That sounds an awful lot like a date.”

“It can be whatever you want it to be.”

“Just food, nothing more?” I ask.

“Sure.”

I laugh, “I don’t think I believe you, but I’ll think about it.”

Finally, I ordered my coffee. I’m ready to get away from this man.

“Give me your phone.”

“No,” I say.

“I’m just putting my number in. Let me see your phone.”

I hand him my phone and he puts his number in my phone and then calls his phone number.

I sigh, “What you really meant was that you were taking my phone number whether or not I wanted you to have it.”

“You want me to have it. You just don’t know it yet.”

I grab my coffee and shake my head, “Goodbye Jamie.”

“Fuck you later, Stella.”

Shaking my head at him, I walk up to my room to get ready for my meeting and all I can think about is this impossible man. Why does such a cocky asshole have to be so sexy? If I’m honest with myself, I want him. I have no strings attached sex with men, so maybe if he agreed to my rules, just sex would be okay. One of my rules, kissing, that will be a problem because that’s all I’ve thought about since he kissed me, him kissing me again and again. How does he know that when he whispers in my ear, it makes me want him even more? Nobody has ever whispered in my ear like that, so I didn’t even know that was a turn-on. I want his hands on every inch of my body.

After finishing my coffee, I go get ready for my meeting. I head downstairs early because flagging down a cab can be a challenge. As I expected, it is a challenge. I noticed a back window go down.

“Stella, I’ll share my cab with you.”

Fucking Jamie, AGAIN. I look around. There are no other cabs in sight except the ones that have passengers inside of them.

“Are we even going to the same area?”

“Publisher, we have the same publisher, Stella.”

Of course, we do. Why wouldn’t we?

I got in, “Is this some sort of a cosmic joke?”

He takes my hand and strokes my knuckles with his thumb. I gasp audibly. Shit, “Has anybody ever told you that you come on kind of strong?”

Staring at me, he says, “Stella, I think you like it. It turns you on, I turn you on.”

Taking my hand, he inserts one of my fingers into his mouth and starts sucking it. I notice our cab driver watching us. I should be embarrassed, but I’m so fucking turned on. I want to look annoyed and bored, but I know he knows better.

So I just say, “You’re going to cause a puddle back here.”

Instantly he stops, taking my finger from his mouth, “I don’t want that because I want to taste your puddle. I want to drink you. Have dinner with me tonight.”

I gave him a concerned look, “Is that such a good idea?”

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