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“That’s cool. I um… just speak English.”
When his gaze flicks down to the sandals covering my feet, then travels back up my body slowly, I feel like I’m naked again, and my entire being flushes.
His gaze settles back on mine, and those words I wish I never said to him float back into my mind—I want to fuck you.
Did I?
Maybe this really wasn’t one of my best ideas.
“You still can’t remember a goddamn thing, can you?” He smirks.
“No,” I confess coyly, bringing my hands together. “And I’m sorry to drop by unexpected. I felt I should come by to thank you for taking me home and let you know I’m not normally like that.”
“No?” He chuckles, deep and low. It’s a pleasant sound any woman with ears could get used to.
“Not at all. So, I apologize for, um… coming on to you at the bar.” I’m grateful it’s night. Although where we’re standing is well lit, it’s dark enough to hide my blush.
“That’s a real shame.” His lips curl up into a sensual smile that has me thinking of those sinful things again. At that moment, I realize the high content of alcohol in my system last night had nothing to do with the potent cocktail of sexiness I felt from him.
All of it really was him. The man screams of sex. From that mystery lurking in his eyes to the dominant way he carries himself, he has that air of a man who always gets what he wants.
Sex appeal is oozing from him right now as we stand here inches apart, and I’m having the hardest time concentrating on what I’m supposed to say next.
“You think that’s a shame?” I mumble, now wondering if he’s saying that because it really is a shame, or because we really slept together and me apologizing makes it seem like I never meant for last night to happen.
“Depends on which way you look at it.”
Now I’m more confused, so I need to just outrightly ask him and save myself the torture. “Did we sleep together?” There, I said it, but the amused smile he gives me makes me wish I hadn’t.
“I told you you’d remember being with me.” The deep rasp in his voice sends a jolt of need straight to my core and brings an array of scandalous images to the forefront of my mind.
“So, we didn’t?”
“No, Malyshka.”
“Oh.” I blink a few times.
“You sound disappointed.” He tilts his head.
“No,” I say quickly, even though I question whether or not I am. “I was just wondering why I was naked.”
“You took your clothes off.” He smiles.
My nerves spike. “Was that at the bar?” Duke said I stripped down to my bra and panties. He never said I was naked.
“No, it was when I took you home.”
My eyes snap wide. “In front of you?”
He leans in, and his smile widens. “On me.”
“Oh, Christ.” No darkness on earth can cover my embarrassment.
“Don’t worry, you gave a good show, and I liked what I saw.”
“Oh my God. I am so sorry. I really am not like that.”
“I’m not exactly complaining.” He sets his shoulders back and runs a hand through his hair, causing the remnants of water to trickle down the side of his neck.
