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He watched my every move, studying my face as if he needed to memorize it.
I confessed, softly, “This doesn’t happen to me.”
“What doesn’t?” A slight pressure from his hand, and I was pressed against him.
Ooh. That felt nice.
He moved his thumb along the inside of my palm, and more sensations raced through me. He held me in place, not pushing any closer, just keeping me there, with his front touching my front.
My horny needs exploded in me, reminding me it’d been years since I was touched like this. Did that make me pathetic?
“I’ve only dated two people in my life,” I said, faintly.
His smile was quick, and it was stunning, flooding my body with warm feelings. Warm aches. “I was thinking we could start with coffee first. Then see what happens.”
“I could do coffee.”
His smile flared again, and yep, my knees actually knocked together. “Perfect.”
He must’ve given a signal, because suddenly there was a man behind us, opening the rear door of the SUV. “Mr. Broudou.”
Brett guided me inside.
The man gave me a nod. “Ms. Harm.”
“Miss.” I said it without thinking as I moved to the far side.
“Miss Harm.”
Brett got in next to me, but he didn’t crowd me. He stayed on his side, his body seeming relaxed. “Do you have a favorite coffee place?”
I shook my head. “I usually just make it at home. I have the best almond creamer. Can’t get that quality anywhere else. Except the grocery store, where I bought it.”
He was smiling again and leaned up to ask the driver, “Where do you get coffee?”
“Miss Walters’ is local and has the best coffee there is.” The SUV started forward. “Also got a nice back area for privacy.”
“I think that’d be perfect,” Brett said.
“I know the owner. I’ll give them a call ahead.”
“Thank you.”
The divider went up after that, and it was just Brett Broudou and me in the backseat.
And my horniness.
“I know who you are, you know.”
We were still in the back of the SUV. Brett had been looking out the window, letting me sit with silence, which I was grateful for. That’s the kind of person I am, and it was like he could sense that and give me what I needed.
Major points there, on top of everything else about him.
I swallowed over a nervous knot and picked at my seatbelt with my fingers. “The football you. Your career. I know all your stats. I know who scouted you for Cal U, that you never played in high school. I know all of that. I just felt like you should know since you’ve made your interest known. You know, your interest in maybe seeing me naked.” I rushed on, ignoring how he’d gone still after that last statement. “I’m a football person. It’s something I like to watch.”
He remained quiet, an eyebrow raised.
I frowned. “I don’t know what that look is for. I’m putting my cards on the table.”
