Page 56 of The Pursuit


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“I stand corrected.”

I poked him in the chest. “Just wait until I wipe the floor with you, Fitzgerald.”

“Ooh, does that challenge include us fucking across the floor later tonight?”

“Would you stop mentioning sex since we can’t have any?” I hissed.

“Sorry. I love when you get all feisty.”

“Because your last statement wasn’t very gentlemanly, I’m calling ladies first.”

He winked. “Go for it.”

“With pleasure.”

At Noah’s groan, I swept my hands to my hips. “What is wrong now?”

“Can you please steer clear of any words that might pack innuendo?”

“I’ll try,” I replied as I grabbed my ball. As I started to the lane, I felt the heat of his stare on me. Just to torture him, I added a little more sway to my hips. When I lined up the ball, I intentionally poked my ass out further than I needed to. Stepping out, I then sent it careening down the floor. It cracked into the pins, swiping them all down.

“Yes! A strike!” I cried before whirling around.

Frustration echoed across Noah’s expression as he crossed his arms over his chest.

As I came back over to him, I asked, “What’s with the face, Fitzgerald? Realizing you made a mistake bringing me here?”

“Oh, I know it was a mistake, but it has nothing to do with your bowling.”

“What’s the problem?”

“The fact I have to sit back and watch you swish your ass back and forth.”

Bringing my hand over my heart, I innocently countered, “I’m not intentionally doing it.”

He cocked his brows at me. “Are you sure?”

“I just have a natural sway to my walk.”

“Bullshit.”

I laughed. “Okay, so maybe I added a little swagger.”

“To torture me?”

“Maybe.”

He quirked his brows at me. “I didn’t know you could be so cruel, Resendiz.”

“I’m cruel?”

“You sure as hell are. What else do you call someone who not only tortures a dude with a provocative walk, but also wears tight-as-hell leggings that accentuate her very curvy and voluptuous ass.”

I feigned innocence. “You told me to dress comfortably.”

“I imagined some baggy pants and a loose T-shirt.”

“It’s hard to find baggy pants with my—” I tilted my head at him. “What did you call my ass?”

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