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I sniff and pin a glare on the dirt path. “Why not?”
He tucks a bent knuckle under my chin and lifts until our gazes clash. “Do you honestly want me to dick you in the nearest bathroom or crammed in my backseat?”
Just the thought has nausea churning in my stomach. “How appealing.”
“Exactly.” His thumb drifts along my jaw, the touch reverent. “I’m not the man for you.”
“You are tonight,” I insist.
Garrett shakes his head. “You don’t want me, Grace. Not truly.”
This conversation suddenly feels very familiar. “It doesn’t have to mean anything. Just sex. One and done.”
He buries his face in the crook of my shoulder. His tortured groan rattles what remains of my restraint, a foreshadowing of him rattling something else later. “Do you honestly believe I’m not capable of getting attached to you? Sleeping together will complicate things. I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t,” I vow.
His heavy exhale puffs against the sensitive skin of my neck. Then Garrett traces the shell of my ear with his nose. Static buzzes in my veins. I find myself pushing forward to arch against him. His hardness nudges into me with the shift in position, and I take it as a green light. A soft whimper falls from my lips when he straightens to expose the desperate need tightening his expression.
My mouth brushes his to accentuate what I’m about to boldly voice. “I’ve thought about having sex with you since the first time I walked into Roosters. You’ve made it perfectly clear you’d like to fuck me with zero strings attached. We should just do it. Then we can resume our friendship like normal.”
He stares at me for several seconds, probably trying to comprehend the sudden onset of my proposition. “What happened to you refusing to sacrifice your resolution?”
“It’s not a sacrifice if you’re who I want.”
“I won’t let you compromise for me.”
My finger jabs his chest. “I’m forfeiting for me. Just for tonight. Rules are meant to be bent.”
“Not broken?”
My initial response is a casual shrug. “Business as usual tomorrow morning.”
“You assume I won’t be having breakfast in bed.”
A visual of him feasting between my thighs assaults me and I barely suppress a quiver. “The terms can be negotiated.”
Garrett towers overs me, a pillar of seduction I’m squirming to climb. “Are you sure about this?”
“Positive.”
“Once you ride this bologna pony, you won’t wanna stop.” He gently thrusts as if I’m not already salivating at the length of his love lure. And that’s sight unseen.
Regardless, my eyes roll at his cocky arrogance. “I’ll manage to restrain myself.”
“This burrito bronco can’t be tamed.” His scruffy cheek twitches as he fights a grin.
“Not planning to try,” I retort.
“All right.” The palm still on my ass gives me a squeeze before retreating to my hip. “Don’t come crying to me when you’re experiencing dick-drawals.”
I thump my head against the hay bale, searching the thinning clouds for patience. “I’m beginning to think this was a terrible idea.”
Garrett plucks straw from my hair. “Coming to your senses?”
“Something like that.” But I don’t move a muscle.
His chuckle curls my toes and reveals that he’s aware I’m not going anywhere. “That’s unfortunate, Peaches. I’ve already pictured a dozen positions to get you coming in an entirely different capacity. Much more pleasurable too.”
