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I was horny for Daniel Pearson and for the first time ever, I had a feeling my vibrator wasn’t going to satisfy. And that made me angry and frustrated. And why I called him. I was mad at him for making me that way.
“That’s why you’re here? Because it was my turn to say stupid things?” I cringed because not only had I mentioned sex toys, but I’d also told him I was a virgin. Maybe he didn’t hear me say that or he forgot. Or that we talked about his dick fitting in me.
“I’m here because you didn’t like–”
“Inevertalk about vibrators,” I assured him.
“Just my point, and I wanted to make sure you’re safe. But nothing you said was stupid.”
I gave him a look, one that said I didn’t believe him. At all.EverythingI told him was embarrassing and… God. I told him I was a virgin who used vibrators probably larger than his dick.
“Fine, you were honest, then.”
“Too honest,” I admitted, frowning. “Wine makes me lose any kind of filter.”
“Good, then everything you said was true.”
I wasn’t a liar. He knew the truth because I called him. Not the other way around. So I nodded.
He gave me a small smile, tipped his chin down. “I like you without a filter, sweet girl. I think–”
“Hey, man. What can I get you?” Arlo came around the table and stopped beside Daniel. They shook hands in a way that indicated they were good friends, or at least well acquainted.
Daniel looked to me, my glass. “Another wine and I’ll take a cup of coffee.”
I should have told him no to more wine, but I was stuck on him calling mesweet girl.
“On it. By the way, I’m eager to get the patio project going. Hoping the weather holds next month for you to get started.”
Daniel nodded. “Have you received a contract yet?”
“Yup. All signed. Your brother said it’ll be done before the summer and I’m holding him to it. I’ll get those drinks.”
He disappeared between the tables.
“Sorry about that,” he said, focusing back on me and moving his right hand from his thigh to mine. God, his fingers curled almost all the way around and heat seeped from his palm. Scorching. His eyes flared as I gasped at the contact.
He cleared his throat. “Arlo’s having the back patio enlarged so he can have more service outside when it warms up. Pearsons is doing the work. Now then, why did you–”
“I’m still mad at you,” I blurted, not wanting to circle back to vibrators or virginity or his dick. Okay, Iwasinterested in his dick, but this wasn’t the time or the place to talk about that. But when and where was?
Oh yeah, never. Stupid wine.
“I’m sorry. I was an idiot and that made me a jerk. I’m not a jerk. Not really. There’s something about you though that makes me go crazy.”
I was stunned because… what? I made a man go crazy? Impossible. “I doubt that.”
“I think it’s mutual,” he said, his dark eyes roving over my face. His thumb slid back and forth on my thigh and it was distracting. And very nice feeling.
“Is not,” I countered.
“Is, too,” he said back, as if we were seven.
“Prove it.”
He leaned in real close and his breath fanned across my ear. I shivered. “You’ve been thinking about my dick. Imagining how big it is. Comparison sizing to your vibrators. Plural. Now I’m thinking about your virgin pussy and watching you play with yourself.”
A waitress brought over our drinks and I startled. Daniel pulled back but didn’t move far. My eyes held his.
