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“Thank you, Shane,” I said sweetly. “Now suck it, Shane.”
I turned to depart, but his hand slid around my waist and pressed flat to my belly, and he tugged me back, right against him. Gently yet forcefully. His warm breath was in my ear again, that dark, sinful voice. “What, exactly, would you like me to suck?”
Shit.Backfire.
I whipped around to face him and his hand fell away. We stared at each other.
I wanted to tell him he had no right to touch me. But the words got stuck in my throat. I silently fumed and a confusion of responses tumbled through me. Was I mad? Outraged? Embarrassed? Was I melting just a little bit from his warmth? Yes. All of the above.
“I don’t like you.”
“That’s okay. I want to apologize.”
“What?”
“For missing the suit fitting. I’m sorry things got out of control and I gave you so much attitude, and I didn’t go to the appointment you made for me. You’re very cute. It’s hard not to want to please you, but I try.”
I stammered a little, unprepared for this. He was… apologizing?
No.It’s not sincere.
“I mean… don’t do me any favors,” I said carefully. “The suit isn’t for me, it’s for the wedding.”
“Right.”
“You don’t like me.”
He took a swig of his drink and stared me down.
I knew what he was doing. He was still trying to get in my pants.
Notbecause he liked me. Because of his whole warpedI love doing shit to piss off my familything. That beloved, fucked-up pastime of his.
“And you definitely don’t think I’m cute,” I said.
“Don’t I?”
“I’m not your type.”
“That may be true.”
“You like curvy blondes.”
“I do. I also like other things.”
We stared at each other for another long minute, during which I decided I was too frazzled to react to him rationally and should get as far away from him as possible before I did something stupid like lick his smug, gorgeous face. The man had beautiful, lush lips. And for just a moment, I wanted to suck on his bottom lip so hard I left a bruise.
A terrible, knowing smile crept across his lips.
And all at once, I was under his spell again. The way I was that night.
I knew I didn’t imagine it in my memory; that hold he’d had over me.
I couldn’t even seem to walk away.
“You remember,” he said darkly.
Then I backed away, bumped into someone, turned and fled.
