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“Nah, you don’t want me.”
“I do. Badly.”
“Not like this, Grace.” The plea in my voice borders on pathetic. In all honesty, I’m a weak man. There’s only so much resistance I can enforce.
“We can pretend it didn’t happen. That shouldn’t be too hard for me.” She hiccups.
I trace her upturned jaw with my thumb. “But it would be impossible for me.”
The fight leaves her. “Ah, crap. You really are perfect.”
“I’m a long ways away from earning that title.”
“Then prove it. Take advantage of what I’m offering.” Grace thrusts her breasts at me and shimmies to make the supple flesh jiggle.
Flames billow under my skin, a wave of heat I can’t combat. “I’ll be no better than those men who’ve treated you poorly.”
She’s already shaking her head. “That’s where you’re wrong. You’re nothing like them. No guy has ever gone out of his way to do a fraction of what you did for me tonight. I feel appreciated and beautiful andseen. Do you know what that means to a girl who has battled confidence issues most of her life? Let me tell you. It means everything, Garrett.”
“Fuck,” I curse. My restraint crumbles faster than tissue paper in a rainstorm. “Just a peck.”
She bounces up on the balls of her feet to bring our mouths closer. “Uh-huh.”
But those polite intentions instantly evaporate.
Our lips slam together in a rabid chase. Her tongue whips out in an attempt to choke me. It’s sloppy and wet and arousing as fuck. I’ve never been harder. My arm circles her waist while both of hers lift to link at my nape. Then I take the liberty of palming her ass. She moans and bucks into me.
Our hips are pressed flush in this position. There’s not a doubt she misses how hard my cock is. Even in her bleary state, she can rest assured that I’m extremely attracted to her. That reminder is a slap of clarity. We’re on opposite ends of the sobriety scale.
I break our kiss before she can prove how tonsil hockey is won. “Okay, that’s enough.”
“Just a little more.” She tugs from where her wrists are crossed at the back of my neck.
“Tomorrow,” I compromise. “When you’re sober. I refuse to take advantage of you.”
Grace must hear the finality in my tone. Her shoulders slump. “Fine.”
The static energy calms into a muted thrum. I turn on the overhead light to illuminate more of my small apartment. The sparse furnishings lack warmth and comfort, but the main purpose is served.
“Let me show you to my room. No funny business.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she grumbles. Her feet slap on the hardwood as she follows me down the hall to the open door.
“Ladies first.” I motion her inside.
She trots forward and swan-dives onto the bed. I scrub a palm over my mouth, but there’s no masking my chuckle. This woman is just too much. Then she rolls over and spreads out like a starfish.
“I’m in your sex palace. Why don’t you join me?” She crooks her finger in a come-hither gesture.
My steps are measured as I stroll to the mattress and park my ass on the edge. “Do you want a shirt to sleep in?”
She glances down at her dress, then begins to yank the garment up and over her head. A black bra is slingshot at me in the next instant. “Nothing beats naked skin against cool sheets.”
I avert my eyes, but the image of her curves bared to me will forever be ingrained. “Uh, okay. Need anything else?”
“Just you.” Her lashes flutter at me in a lazy formation. “My knightly hero.”
“Yep, that’s me. A real wiener.”
