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“Curvy and voluptuous.”
“That’s right.”
He grinned. “Now that I think about it, those leggings really are more inspirational than bad.”
“You’re such a man.”
“I am. But right now I’m a tortured man since I can only look and not touch. Fuck, I’m wishing now I’d told you to wear a caftan.”
I laughed. “Like a muumuu?”
With a bob of his head, he replied, “But you’d probably make that look sexy, too.”
“I seriously doubt that.”
“I don’t. You drive me wild just breathing.”
Oh God. What was it with him taking my breath with the compliments? It wasn’t just my lungs freaking out. My heartbeat accelerated both at his words and the way his blue eyes no longer had their teasing glint. Instead, they had suddenly become hooded as he stared at me.
Trying to lighten the mood, I teasingly replied, “Aw, you say the sweetest things.”
Taking me by the hand, Noah tugged me against him. “I would’ve thought that was more of a hornier statement than sweet, but hey, I’ll take it.”
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” His gaze dropped from mine to my lips, which sent heat shooting straight to my core. Oh shit. If he kept looking at me like that, I was going to end up dragging him into the bathroom for a quickie, and that was such a bad idea on so many levels.
Wiggling against him, I tried to escape his arms. “Quit lying. You’re up to something.”
“If you don’t stop rubbing against me, my dick is going to be up.”
“You’re the one who pulled me over,” I protested.
“I couldn’t help it. I can’t keep my hands off of you when we’re together.”
“And that’s exactly the reason we’re supposed to be doing something non-sexual like bowling.” I gazed up at him with a pleading look. “I want to know without a doubt that there’s more than just the physical between us.”
With a frustrated grunt, he eased me away from him. “You’re right.”
“As usual,” I teased.
Jerking his chin at the lane, he said, “Hurry up and go again.”
“Let me get my blue ball.”
“Oh, it’s right here in my pants,” Noah replied with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes. “Enough. We’re having a G-rated date.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered before plopping back down in his seat.
Since I’d tortured him long enough, I walked normally to the top of lane before throwing back my arm and sending the ball careening down the floor. This time I ended up leaving a spare.
When I turned back, Noah cocked his brows at me. “Guess you needed to sway your ass at me to get a strike.”
I laughed. “I was trying to be good, and it made me be bad.”
“Whatever. It’s my time to shine.”
