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“What’s that, twenty and oh? Should I be writing this down?” We’d been at it for a couple of hours at least, but a game like this did what it was intended to do—pass the time quickly.
“What’s the point?” Drew grumbled as he doled out the cards again for a new game. “This would be a lot more fun if it were drunk Speed for both of us. Can’t you just down some fucking tequila to even this shit out?”
“I didn’t tell you to drink.”
“You think I could survive a day with you sober?”
Hell, he was probably right, but the last thing I needed to do was lower my inhibitions around him. He was already too dangerous.
I fanned out the hand he gave me, putting them in numerical order, and after he did the same, we both flipped the cards in the middle and began to move fast. When he wasn’t talking, it was easy to focus on the game and forget it was Drew sitting opposite me.
But when was he ever quiet? At least he’d finally put a shirt on. That was one less distraction, because fuck, Drew’s body was even more impressive than I remembered, and he’d been hot as hell back then. Now?
Yeah, he needed to keep the shirt on.
I ignored the way my cock jerked and continued flipping and laying down cards.
God, now it was in my head, though. The visual of him leaning back in the chair, casually asking if I wanted to fuck. He’d been joking, obviously, and no, I wouldn’t have taken him up on it if he’d been serious…but damn. With his hair all tousled from bedhead and his jeans unbuttoned like an invitation, he made such a hot picture that I had to remind myself of the reasons why he was a bad idea. Even now, with his cologne in my nose, having to breathe him in every second. It was torture. It was—
“Speed,” Drew said, slamming his final card on the pile and whooping in victory. He grinned, and those dimples came out to play as I sat there stunned, several cards still in my hand.
What the hell just happened?
“Finally. Victory is mine,” he said proudly, reaching for another mini bottle.
Jesus, I’d completely spaced out, and all because the man across from me had infiltrated my mind like a gatecrasher, which really, was the perfect word for Drew. Still, it was unwelcome, both him and the loss.
And the fact that I even noticed anything attractive about him at all.
“Aw, don’t look so butthurt. You can’t win ’em all.”
“You had a lucky hand. No need to get cocky.”
“I’m always cocky.” He winked as he threw back the contents of the bottle, and I found myself watching his throat as he swallowed it down. There was a sheen to his skin from the mugginess in the air, and it had me licking my lips. I knew exactly how he’d taste and the noises he’d make as he let me…
My pulse kicked up a notch as the sudden hunger for Drew overwhelmed my senses. It would be so easy, and my gut told me he wouldn’t say no.
My cock strained against my briefs, but I didn’t shift to make room for my growing erection. I wanted it to hurt, if only to stop the visuals now flooding through my brain: Drew, naked and on the bed, underneath me in a matter of seconds. I knew just how good it would be, how mind-blowing it always was. We’d fit together in a way I never had with anyone else, and I’d take all my frustration out on his willing body.
The relief it would bring wouldn’t be worth it, though. There was too much of the past between us, and he’d lord it over me that I’d shown more than the moment of weakness in that dark hallway when he kissed me. This would be more, and it was too much and not enough at the same time—
No.I rubbed my face with both hands, taking in a deep breath and turning my thoughts to anything else. The hurricane. My car on the side of the road. Gyros from the Halal Guys on Fifty-Third and Sixth. The square root of pi. My brother’s depressing lineup of breakup songs.
I picked up the cards again and began to shuffle, but I could feel Drew’s stare and finally looked up.
His furrowed brow and searching eyes had me hoping the wall I usually put up when he was around was doing its job. He didn’t need to see where my thoughts had gone.
And I hoped he didn’t feel it either.
“There a problem?” I said, focusing on splitting the deck in my hands.
“You tell me.”
“Nope. All good.”
“You sure about that?”
I ignored him and doled out the cards, determined to keep my mind focused on the game this time. I flipped through them with ease, moving fast until Drew decided to open his mouth.
