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“Chef mode?”
“With your sleeves rolled up and relaxed, I mean. You’re a lot like you were on our trip tonight. You’re—” She stops.
“Say it,” I urge.
“You’re actually human,” she finishes reluctantly.
That shouldn’t gut me so much, only I know it’s true.
I just wish I knew what the hell it means that Destiny Lancaster brings out that side of me so fucking effortlessly.
Her smile is pure midnight sensuality now behind the wine softening her face and damn if that doesn’t turn me on.
“But you want to know a secret?” she ventures.
“What?” I lean in.
“The wine hasn’t even kicked in yet. All that meat makes it a slow burn.” The adorable way she hiccups and quickly covers her mouth says otherwise.
Little liar.
Fine, though. I’ll play along.
“Guess you didn’t need liquid courage to work up the nerve to tell me I’m not a robot. How generous, Miss Lancaster.” I’m too close to her face, seething with the urge to kiss her desperately.
“Oh, no!” She holds up a finger. “No, you’re not doing that again.”
I prop my arm against the wall, leaning over as I look at her. “What? Miss Lancastering you again? I think I’ll do it whenever I damn well please. Feels more intimate than your first name.”
Destroyed.
The way she looks at me with her little mouth dropping up in delight slays what’s left of my self-control.
My cock might murder me in my sleep if I let my conscience win out tonight.
I’ve been hard as a rock through most of the evening, having her across from me, and now I’m bursting at the seams with the signals she keeps giving.
“...there’s one problem,” she whispers, swallowing.
“What problem, Destiny?” I growl, drawing closer.
“We said it was over and done. One weekend and then... nothing. As much as I want it—and God, do Iwant it—are you sure you want to go back on that?” Even as she speaks, her fingertips graze up my shirt. “Also, I know what you look like shirtless...”
“Does a lion want to devour a thousand pound antelope on a silver platter?” I ask, taking her face with my palm and tilting her chin up firmly.
She goes so red it kills me.
“I was hoping you’d say that. Because I kinda want to see you shirtless again.”
There goes the rest of the blood in my body, south of the border.
Fuck.
Fuck.
“Has anyone ever told you what a little fever you are? How fuckable?” I growl raggedly.
I’m touching her before I even know it, my greedy hands sliding up her arms.
