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only two nights in a row, but also doing the most craziest-looking thing, standing next to a diner with my eyes closed, clearly looking like poor Orphan Annie.
    I tried to pretend that I hadn’t heard Deklan walk up to me. I even tried to squint out of one eye, hoping he would think I was meditating and leave me alone, but no such luck. He was standing right in front of me, smiling.
    Shit, even with my eyes half-open, he was gorgeous.
    “What are you doing?” He cocked his head to the side quizzically.
    “What are you doing?” I asked defensively. I mean, I couldn’t really admit to him how pathetic I was. I was sure he would find out soon enough.
    Smirking that damn sexy smirk, he replied, “I asked you first, but it’s cool. I like to go first. I was just grabbing a quick bite before heading back to my hotel. Your turn.”
    “I…ah…I was just trying to remember if I had my cellphone with me.” I turned away so he wouldn’t see the lie in my eyes.
    “Wrong, you were standing here on the sidewalk smelling the food.”
    My head whipped back around at him. Did I have a sign on me? How did he know that?
    “Relax, I know the look. Want to go grab a bite?” He jutted his head toward the diner.
    “Didn’t you just eat?” I was hungry, but the thought of sitting with him, in public, was…intimidating.
    “Darling, I could eat all day for you.” His eyes slowly perused down my body, making me officially aroused.
    “I’m sure I would let you.” Wait, did I just say that out loud? What the hell was wrong with me?
    “Really now. How about we test that theory?”
    “What?” I asked, shocked. I mean, I guess I was flirting with him, but did he really think I would just go and sleep with him? Had Ember and Matt told him more about me? Did he just want his turn on the Slut Train Express? Last night was a testament to how big of a slut pillow I was. As far as he probably thought, I laid with anyone. Shame immediately hit me. How could I ever think that someone like him would ever be interested in someone like me—the real me?
    “Look, that came out wrong. I’m sorry, I have to go.” I started to walk, but he blocked my path.
    “What did I do? I was just kidding, I swear.”
    “It doesn’t matter because I’m not going to sleep with you.” I needed to leave before I let the hurt overtake me.
    “Whoa, hold up. First, I don’t ‘sleep’ with anyone. I smash then leave, and I don’t apologize for it. Second, who said anything about that now? I asked if I could take you for a bite to eat. That’s all,” he said. “For now.” He smirked.
    “Dinner? That’s all?” I asked skeptically, still standing dangerously close to him. I chose not to tackle the “smash” remark. Sheesh.
    “Like I said, for now.”
    “For now? You’re so sure you’re going to get me in your bed for another notch on your bedpost? Think again.”
    “A notch on my bedpost? Who the fuck even says shit like that? I told you we are going to happen. Stop fighting it, Harley. I know you’re attracted to me.” He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Your body gives you away every fucking time.”
    I silently cursed my body for this moment and all the moments in the past. My nipples instantly hardened when his breath brushed my ear. He leaned back and looked down at my chest, smirking as if his point was made.
    Overconfident bastard.
    “It’s been cold,” I said, casually crossing my arms over my chest.
    “Sure it has,” he said, giving me a shit-eating grin.
    “I have anemia. I’m always cold,” I shot back. I wished my reaction to him could be explained away by a medical condition. That would be too easy though, and my life was anything but.
    “Look, just let me buy you dinner. I promise I’ll be on my A-game and then take you home. Scout’s honor.” He held up three fingers like he was pledging to me, which I guess he was.
    I simply nodded because I didn’t think I could do or say anything else without looking