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“Ah, there’s your man card. Be sure to whip out your dick to ensure yours is bigger than the dentist’s, then pee on her. And do it without drawing anyone’s attention and going viral on social media.”

The fucker.

“Just wait. You find a woman who’s not into cheating and foot fetishes and you’ll turn into fucking cavemen like me and Mav.”

He mumbled about something in the water in Hunter Valley, then said, “You’re right. This I have to see. I’ll be there soon.”

He hung up and not thirty seconds later, Lindy stormed in the front door.

18

LINDY

* * *

“You okay?” Dex asked as I set my purse down on the small dining table. My keys landed beside it with a clatter.

I sighed, feeling confused, frustrated and annoyed and well, horny.

“Great,” I muttered. Another date, another dud.

“That doesn’t sound like you’re great,” he replied. He took a step back as if he was scared of me or scared he may have said the wrong thing and I might attack like a viral plague.

“Do you eat wheat?” I asked.

He frowned. “You mean like from the stalk?”

The stalk? “No, like pasta. Bread. Gluten.”

“Yes.” He answered that slowly, indicating he was still wary.

“What about flossing. Do you floss?”

“Sugar, what’s this all about?”

“Do you?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes.”

“Yesterday, on the street. Why did you kiss me?” I asked, moving on to what I wanted to know.

His broad shoulders rolled back, and it seemed as if he grew an inch or two before my eyes. It was as if the first two questions baffled him, but this one he was confident in answering. “Because I wanted to ever since I met you last week.”

“Why?” I pushed. I had the entire drive back from the restaurant for my thoughts to stew.

“Why?” he repeated.

I nodded. Reaching down, I undid the clasp on the strap of my heeled sandal, kicked it off, then removed the other. Dex didn’t say anything as I did so, just watched.

“Because I wanted to know how soft your lips are. How you taste. Because I couldn’t help myself.”

Butterflies swirled in my stomach at his answer because it was a good one. But it made me doubt.

“Look at you.” I waved my hand in his direction and he glanced down at himself. Big, hard body, gorgeous face, hair, sturdy thighs. I didn’t know what he did for exercise, but it was working.

“Okay.”

“You can’t be that hard up that you settle for me.” I set my hand on my chest.

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