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And the chemistry between us was like nothing I’d felt in a very long time. It was surprising that the other people in the bar weren’t picking up on it somehow and couldn’t see the desire crackling around us.
It was surprising to me that I still hadn’t touched her.
She leaned toward me and bit her lip.
Fuuuuck. She shouldn’t have done that. Watching the way her lip gave just a little beneath the pressure of her teeth made me want to bite it myself.
I shifted in my seat. I was hard as hell. It felt like my cock was reaching for her. I wanted to grab her by the waist and lift her onto my lap from the barstool she was seated on. I wanted to push and pull on her hips, grind her against me. Based on her demeanor, I wanted to see if she was as hot and wet as I assumed. I wanted to fuck her.
“Your shots,” the bartender chirped in, interrupting the filthy fantasy playing out in my head.
I wanted to thank him, and I also wanted to punch him in the face.
Fuck, I was out of control here.
Alison grinned at me like she knew what was happening in my head. She picked up one of the shot glasses. “What are we drinking to?” she asked, her eyes lighting up.
Fucking pull yourself together, Brian.
Only years of military discipline enabled me to tear myself out of the fantasy and focus on the young woman in front of me and the reality of our situation. “To your father,” I suggested.
As much as I hadn’t wanted to think about her father, I thought it was probably necessary to do so. It was good for me. I needed to remember that this was Henry’s daughter because I could not let myself forget that fact.
I wasn’t willing to risk damaging a relationship with my oldest and best friend over this, no matter how badly I wanted her.
Alison grinned. “All right,” she raised the glass. “To Dad.”
We slammed back our shots. Alison’s didn’t go down as quickly as mine did, which I thought was to be expected. She didn’t have as many years of experience as I did, no matter what age she’d started drinking. She coughed a little, and I signaled to the bartender, who nodded and appeared a moment later with a glass of seltzer water.
Alison looked at it and shook her head. “I don’t need that.”
“Don’t show off. It’s just a chaser. Drink it.”
I expected her to make a fuss and refuse, but she shrugged and took a long drink. Then she set the glass down. “Another,” she announced.
“What are we doing here, Alison?”
I was surprised I’d asked her so bluntly. I had no idea what answer I was looking for.
“Shots,” Alison quipped.
Okay, that was fair enough. It was an answer to my question, after all. And I decided to take it at face value. I had asked her what this was meant to be. She was telling me that we were just drinking together and nothing more.
I could respect that.
It didn’t matter that she was Henry’s daughter. It didn’t matter that I was nearly twice her age.
What mattered was that she had told me she just wanted to drink with me and catch up on the past. She didn’t want to take this any farther than that.
That was fair enough.
It wasn’t going to stop me from fantasizing about her later, though. One of the hottest women I’d ever seen coming up to me and telling me she had always had a thing for me wasn’t something that happened every day, even in the SEALs. I attracted my share of hot women, but this was different.
A part of me wondered whether I was letting what might be the best sex of my life walk away.
A part of me thought I should try harder to turn this into something more.
I’d probably regret it for a long time. I would probably spend weeks—months, maybe—wondering what it might have been like.
