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"You take up a lot of space."
I take my eyes off the road briefly to raise an eyebrow at her, and she barks out a little laugh.
"I don't mean physically, although…" Her eyes sweep over my body appreciatively, and I have the urge to preen under her approval. Instead, I wink saucily, which I immediately regret because it probably came off douchey. She just laughs, though, and continues. "I find you a bit overwhelming, maybe even intimidating. I got a little glimpse of who you are under all of that, and I want to know more, to get to know you. But most of the time that I've been around you, I've either been overthinking or trying to remember my name."
She blushes at my quizzical look. "Oh, I'm sorry, did you already forget holding me down and making me cum so hard I had to request maintenance to mop the floor this morning? Or is that, you know, normal for you?" I can tell the moment she starts to overthink her joke, hopefully not worrying that I'm actually some sort of man-whore.
"Not a usual habit of mine, but I wouldn’t mind making it one," I say, my arousal deepening my voice.
She flushes and stares at me. "That," she says with her eyeswide. "That right there."
"What right where?"
"You give me a certain look, or say something like that, and all the air gets sucked out of the room. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, it's just…” She blows out a breath. “…overwhelming for someone like me."
"Someone like you?"
Huffing a little, she waves her free hand while she talks, moving it around wildly to help her make her point.
"I appreciate that you seem to appreciate my body as it is. But that's not a typical experience for me. I'm still waiting for you to pull aNever Been Kissedon me. And even aside from the physical stuff, I don't tend to make a lot of friends super easily. I'm kind of awkward."
"We're going to put a pin in the rest of that for a second. What are you waiting for me to pull on you?"
"You've never seen the movieNever Been Kissed?"
"I don't watch a lot of movies."
"Well, thankfully, you just got the tiniest fraction less hot. Keep it up and I might be able to breathe in the same room as you. But in the movie, the hot popular guy invites her to prom, but it's really just a sick joke and he does, like, a drive-by and eggs her."
"Spoilers much?"
"As if you were going to watch it," she laughs.
"Listen, lass, you don't know. Maybe I'll suddenly take up an interest in girlie movies."
Her giggles go straight to my crotch. I overwhelmher? I don't even want to admit how much I wanked today so I could pretend to not be a depraved sex maniac and get through this date.
I promised Ezra I wouldn't love her and leave her, but if I'm not careful, I’m the one that could actually end up falling in love.
"So, back to this ridiculous movie. You think I'm, what? Going to turn around and throw metaphorical eggs at you? Laugh in your face? Lead you on and then publicly ridicule you the way your coworker does?"
She's not laughing anymore. I whip the car into a dark parking lot and jerk to a stop, unbuckle my seatbelt, and turn my body as much as I can to look her straight on. "Why would you think such a thing?"
"I told you. Men that look like you don't typically go for women like me. Pretty people tend to be the cruelest."
"You think I'm pretty?" That gets her to crack a smile again, and I'm thankful for it, but she still won't meet my eyes.
"Can I tell you something embarrassing?"
"Yes. Please. That would make me feel so much better."
"Jesus, Beth, don't be so excited about it," I say, mock offended. "You are overwhelming to me, too. I've never met anyone like you. No one has affected me as much as you do. I've been thinking about you since the moment I laid eyes on you inEzra's class. And if I thought getting a taste would calm me down, I was sorely mistaken. I don't think it would be possible to get enough of you."
"You're making me blush, not telling me anything embarrassing," she pouts prettily. My hand reaches out to grab her chin, my thumb rubbing along her full bottom lip. Her mouth closes slightly around the tip and I groan.
"That's not helping, sweetheart." She gives my thumb a little nip and I narrow my eyes at her sudden uptick in brattiness. "Watch it," I growl, “or we're not making it out of this car."
The windows are starting to fog from us just sitting in here, staring at each other. The air is thick enough to make me dizzy. I lean forward, crowding her against the passenger seat window. "Okay, you little minx. The truth is that my brain is so addled over you, I spent most of the day trying to jerk you out of my system. It's worse than puberty. This damn boner I have for you won't feckin’ go down. All I can think about is these wicked curves, the way you taste, how you feel. I'm driving myself nuts with it, bláth fiáin.”
