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“Bullshit. You know anatomy well enough to be able to work around an injury like that. And the fact that this man landed onyour doorstep and is this into you this close to Christmas,” She clicks her tongue. “This is proof there really is a Santa Claus. Please don’t ruin it for me.”
I shake my head as I watch Shayla leave.
That girl is on crack.
Okay, she’s not. Because she’s a medical professional who is definitely not doing drugs. But you know what I mean.
Andrew is a consummate flirt, but he’s not into me. Certainly not “bonkers” for me. And even if he was, I wouldn’t act on it.
That’s just … not my style.
However, when I turn back to Andrew, he’s doing that thing again—that flirty, sexy smiling at me—thing.
I don’t know how he’s capable of flirting without saying a word, but, oh Lordy, can this man pull it off.
He quirks an eyebrow. “So, it looks like we’ve got some time to waste.”
He gives me a long, slow once over and I’m pretty sure he’s trying to strip me naked withthe Force.
Okay, so maybe Shayla is right. Maybe heisinto me.
The question is, what am I going to do about it?
Sure, I could ignore it, ignore him, like I’ve been attempting to do since that first day when he kissed me. Or I could …
What?
Give in?
Sleep with him?
Actually have one of those on-set flings that I grew up hearing so much about. Not, on-set, exactly, since we are not currently on-set, but you get the picture.
Having a fling is so outside my normal comfort zone, it isn’t something I even consider. Normally.
But my life isn’t normal right now. It’s topsy-turvy in all the weirdest ways. I walked away from medical school and took a jobon a movie set for fuck’s sake! I’m so far from my comfort zone, I can’t even see the edges of it.
So maybe this is the perfect time for a fling? The perfect time to do something crazy that I would normally never do.
I’ve played by the rules, my entire life, and it hasn’t gotten me shit.
If I do this one crazy thing, at least I’ll get a fantastic orgasm out of it. I know that for sure. Because the man looking at me like he wants to eat me alive looks like he knows how to give one hell of an orgasm.
He gives me one those panty-melting grins. “I’m all stitched up and basically feeling no pain because of that numbing cream that Shayla used.”
I nod.
“What are you thinking about so hard over there?” he asks.
“I’m considering something. Weighing my options.”
“Yeah? What are your options?”
I walk closer to him. “Whether or not to have sex with you.”
He closes his eyes for a brief moment and smiles. “Oh, sweet thing, you should definitely have sex with me.”
I feel every one of his syllables pulse in my clit.
