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Hunter
"You’re kidding me, aren’t you?"
Twin spots of color burn high on her cheeks. Her features wear an expression of surprise and shock, but her pupils are dilated, the black bleeding out until only a thin circle of gold can be seen around the circumference. Her chest rises and falls. She’s flushed and angry, and also turned on. I didn’t think it would be possible to shock her, but clearly, I have. Which is what I’d hoped for, of course. Only I hadn’t thought I’d be able to achieve it.
Since the moment I first laid eyes on Zara Chopra, she’s fascinated me and also, surprised me. Truth be told, I’m not even sure I like her. For one, she’s curvy, with the kind of hourglass figure I didn’t think I’d find alluring—which I haven’t found enticing, until her. My previous girlfriends have been slimmer—mostly models and actresses, or those who’ve earned a living through their looks. Zara, on the other hand, has striking features and she’s, clearly, more than a pretty face. In short, she’s the exact opposite of the kind of woman I normally date. Add to that the fact that she’s my rival in the upcoming elections...
It means the entire situation is one that could well blow up in my face. It’s also the kind of challenge I relish. Not only have we fought each time we’ve met, but she’s also made it clear the dislike is mutual. Which I admit, is a blow to my ego. I’ve never met a woman who has been able to resist me. Until her. Perhaps that’s why I made that offer to her.
I didn’t bring her here with the intention of doing so, but when she sat opposite me and seemed unmoved by my presence, I had to test her. I wanted to catch her off guard—which I did. And perhaps, also, myself. For until I heard my own words, I didn’t realize just how much I mean it. How much I want to bend her over this table right now and explore what it means to have her writhing under me, impaled on my cock, as I bring her to orgasm over and over again.
"Do I look like the kind of man who’d say anything I don’t mean."
"You’re a politician," she scoffs.
"And you aren’t?"
She firms her lips. "I’m a fixer, I solve problems. I am not the one who makes them, I leave that to you politicians."
"Spoken like a true salesperson."
She blows out a breath. "I didn’t come here to be insulted."
"That wasn’t an insult." I incline my head. "Salespeople are some of the most persuasive, some of the cleverest, people I have met."
"You’ll forgive me if I don’t agree with you. You ask me to dinner, then tell me you had me investigated, then order my favorite drink and" —she glances down at her plate, then back at me— "my favorite food."
"So, I did my homework." I raise my shoulder.
"Then—" She raises her forefinger, "—ou tell me you want to fuck me."
"I said, we should fuck each other."
"No, thank you."
I lean forward in my seat, "You scared you’ll like it too much?"
"I’m not going to answer that. I’m not falling for that again."
I survey her still flushed features. "Youareworried that you might be spoiled for anyone else after our encounter."
"Your ego knows no bounds."
"And your ego would never settle for anyone with balls smaller than mine."
She stares at me, then throws her head back and laughs. It’s a full-bellied laugh that comes from the depths of her being. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and her mouth is open. It’s not a pretty laugh; it’s a wicked, full-of-life laugh. It’s the laugh of a woman who knows how to enjoy life.
"Let’s enjoy ourselves, Zara. One night. You and me. Let’s find out why it is, that even though we can’t stand each other, we also gravitate toward each other."
She lowers her head and fixes me with those glowing, tawny eyes of hers. The candlelight dances over her skin, highlighting her high cheekbones, her upturned nose, her stubborn chin. She’s going to be a handful. She’ll never give in without a fight. She’ll resist me every step of the way, and fuck, if I don’t find that thought exciting. Nobody has piqued my interest, or drawn my hackles, or made me want to both spank her and kiss her at the same time, as this woman has.
"What do you say? Twelve hours. Until the sun comes up, we explore why it is that we’re so drawn to each other even as we also hate the other’s guts."
One side of her lips kicks up. She reaches for her champagne and takes a sip. "Very clever. You think by outlining all of the reasons this is going to make our relationship exciting, you’ll tempt me?"
"So, you agree that we’re going to have a relationship?"
A crease appears between her eyebrows. "That was a figure of speech."
