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“I thought coming here was the distraction,” I surmise.
“We could play a drinking game.”
“I don’t think getting wasted is a good look for me right now.” With a glance at my glass and the way my fingers are spinning it nonstop, I wonder if conversation wouldn’t hurt to lighten my mood. “Okay, Mr. Full Of Surprises And There Are No More Secrets Between Us, I want to know all the things. What is something I would never guess about you?”
His eyes stay steady on mine. I watch as his pupils dilate, and his brows lift the slightest touch. He lets out a breath and then shakes his head as he looks down at the table and raises his shoulder. “Probably that I am a plethora of useless information.”
I grin at that comment. “Not what I was going for, but I’ll bite. Care to share any of this useless information?”
“Hot water will turn into ice faster than cold water.”
“That actually sounds pretty useful.”
“Okay.” He rubs the square of his jaw and ponders for a moment. “TheMona Lisahas no eyebrows.”
“Everyone knows that,” I deadpan.
“No, they don’t. Only nerds and idiots like me care about that kind of shit.”
“Well, I guess I’m a nerd then. A well-traveled nerd, who’s been to Paris four times. My parents love Europe at Christmastime.”
He places his elbows on the table and leans in, his beer in his hand. “Well, if you’re such a smarty-pants, why don’t you hit me with something astounding?”
I accept his challenge. “The human tongue is the strongest muscle in the human body.”
He smirks. “That sounds like incredibly important information. And so very accurate.”
My eyes close as I reprimand myself for the warmth that travels through my body and down to my core. The problem with his comment is, he’s looking at me with the eyes of a man who remembers having me spread-eagle on a bed with the windows open, the curtains blowing in the breeze, and that very skilled, very strong tongue stroking me from the inside out until I was gyrating off the bed.
I clear my throat and regain my composure, taking a sip and then pushing my shoulders back to resume the conversation. “I amis the shortest complete sentence in the English language.”
He lifts his beer to his lips and takes a sip. “Interesting. Here’s one you might like. Did you know Coca-Cola was the first product featured on a magazine cover?”
“Thought you were gonna say it once contained cocaine.”
“It still contains a non-narcotic extract from the coco plant. Maybe there’s still a trace, and that’s why you can’t kick the habit.”
“Fine. So, I like to imbibe on a soda every once in a while. It’s my guilty pleasure.”
The side of his mouth tips up into a devilish grin. “What other guilty pleasures do you have?”
“None of your business.”
“I already know you loveBridgerton. Any other sexy streaming?”
“Again, none of your business.”
“True, but if I’m correct, you have a pin password on your Netflix account so Ainsley can’t see what you watch.”
I tilt my head at him. “You only know that because you looked on my account when you watched TV.”
He takes a long gulp, his throat bobbing with each sip, widening his neck and accentuating his jaw. Those eyes remain on me, and I start to question exactly what else he might have snooped through in my home when he was with Ainsley.
My eyes bulge out of my head as I lean into him and reprimand, “Luke Incendio, don’t you dare tell me you went through my bedroom when you were at my house.”
He coughs with a swallow and nearly spits his beer. I have to lean back and cover my chest as I look back at him, grinning like a fool and laughing.
“I did not go through your room, but now, I can only assume you have a treasure trove of kink in there.”
