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Mitchell dampened his lips before leaning over to her. “Fancy a side bet, Flykra?”
She gave a sniff. “Like?”
Yeah, he approved of her competitive side. “A kiss.”
“Not that my vote here matters,” Wendy interjected, surprising him. “But I’m for it. I say you play for a kiss.”
The woman was as subtle as a freight train. Didn’t matter, Mitchell approved of her “help” with his quest.
“A kiss?” David frowned as his face scrunched up with disgust. “She’s a girl.” The derision girl was mentioned with had everyone laughing.
Mitchell nodded as he moved his gaze from Hope to David and back to her. “Yes, yes, she is. But that works because I quite enjoy kissing girls.”
Hope snorted. “Of that I have no doubt.”
Was that jealousy he heard? Maybe not, but hey, he was going to claim it.
My fantasy, after all.
“I’m a one-woman man, Flykra.”
Everyone flipped a card. Collette won and took the four.
“One hit wonder? Is that what I heard?” Hope’s smile, more like the baring of teeth, only succeeded in heating his blood.
Wendy chortled and the others suddenly seemed very interested in the conversation.
David shook his head and swiped the next bunch of cards as he’d had the high one. “He said he was a one-woman man.” A bounce of his shoulders. “But I still don’t understand why he wants to kiss girls.”
Mitchell made sure he didn’t let Hope look away from him. “Just one, my man. I only want to kiss one.”
…
Relieved to be seated, Hope wasn’t quite sure what was going on. Then again, perhaps she was still upside down in the car—about to die. The human brain was remarkably adept at creating situations to deal with other stressful ones. And as that made sense, she was running with it. Which would explain why she was fairly certain Mitchell Anderson had informed a room full of people he wanted to kiss her.
If I was, it would explain all the crazy that is going on around me. On the other hand, if I’m here, I was an idiot for running from this man when I could have participated in mind-blowing sex. I’m sure that man has moves I’ve not seen before that I would be most grateful to experience.
“Flykra?”
Crap, her thoughts had gone astray and she’d completely lost track of the conversation. Blinking, she found Mitchell watching her with no less intensity than he always did.
“What?”
“The side bet?”
“Sure thing. I’ll take that bet.”
His eyebrows arched. “For a kiss?”
She allowed her lips to curve up. “Absolutely.” Hope acknowledged that she sucked at flirting and while in her mind she appeared sexy and attractive, in reality, she probably appeared like she had gas.
Mitchell sucked in a sharp breath. “Excellent. Let’s play.”
Three words that took her mind down a road it shouldn’t be on. Especially not around this man.
But, come on, playing with this man would be incredible. She had this sense that she was only seeing the tip of the iceberg with him. He tried to come off as serious but there was a joker and prankster lurking, yearning to escape.
She rolled her shoulders and fixed her gaze on the table before her. Wendy’s fingers stroked through her hair and she fought the urge to close her eyes and purr.
Wait… Maybe she did.
“Keep making noises like that, Flykra, and you’re going to drive me insane.”
Leaning into Wendy’s touch as Collette took the next hand, she gave Mitchell a half grin. “What can I say, she’s got a magical touch.”
He leaned closer, his lips feathering along the shell of her ear. “Will you purr like that for me when I stroke you?”
She gulped. “My hair?”
One shoulder rose and fell in a lackadaisical shrug. “Sure.” They flipped cards and he and Collette were at war.
Wendy tugged her hair and she tipped her head to look at her new bestie, eyebrows lifted in silent question.
Oh my God! Wendy mouthed.
Biting off a snort of laughter, Hope returned her gaze to the table in time to see Mitchell collect the cards. Then the game continued. He never relented in the touch of his thigh to hers and there were numerous times even that his arm brushed hers.
It wasn’t fair. Were she smart she would use her autogenics to help her relax. However, as each of the six stages focused on a different sensation in the body, and this man beside her was all too consuming, she wasn’t sure that would be productive.
Collette was the first one out. David followed her and then it was just the two of them.
“You should go sit over there,” she said, gesturing to the other side of the table.
“I like it here. Has everything I want.”
Fluttering in the pit of her belly. “Fine.” She angled her body a bit more toward him, so she could see him better. Not enough to stop Wendy from playing with her hair, however.
