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attempt at seduction. What
did you do, buy every Cosmo from the
last twenty years?”
    He chuckled at her. She really should
know him better.
    “First of all, this is an attempt at romance, not seduction.”
    Her face puckered with a look of
confusion.
    “And secondly, I didn’t buy any
magazines. I wrote a short algorithm that searched every digital magazine and
website with the highest frequency of specific key words.”
    “You Googled.”
    “I didn’t Google anything. I told you I wrote an algorithm—”
    “Uh-huh, right. So you searched for key
words regarding the perfect dinner to get in a woman’s panties,” she said, a
smile tugging at her lips.
    There was a familiar glint in her eyes
that always used to make him cringe, but no more. She was in the mood for an
argument, and damn if it wasn’t turning him on. Then again, he was finding
lately that everything about her turned him on and probably always had.
    His cock twitched in agreement, and he
gave a mental shrug. He probably had made the decision subconsciously to be
annoyed all those years to keep himself from flipping her over onto the nearest
surface and fucking her senseless. What a
pity , he thought, thinking of all of those awesome missed opportunities.
The woman loved a good argument.
    “Romance. Not seduction.”
    “What’s the difference? You’re still
hoping for the same end result.”
    “And what exactly do you think that end
result is?”
    “To get me into bed.” She shot him a look
that just screamed, Duh!
    “Sorry to disappoint you, honey, but
that’s not my goal.”
    “Nice try, Romeo. Tell that to someone
you didn’t have plastered against a tree for most of the afternoon.”
    She pulled her hand free and glared at
him before picking up her fork and starting in on her salad.
    He grinned in the face of her ire. She
wanted to pretend that her responses to him were just a reaction to the mood he
was trying to set. That was fine. It would take some time before she realized
that the heat between them was genuinely mutual and definitely more than just
attraction.
    Good thing he had excellent reasoning
skills.
    “You have a tiny birthmark on your
pussy,” he said, picking up his own fork.
    Her eyes widened in surprise.
    “It’s on your left outer labia.” He speared
a plum tomato and brought it to his mouth. He chewed the round fruit slowly,
staring into her shocked eyes.
    “Ever since I saw it, ever since I had you
wet, and hot, clinging around my dick, all I can think about is stripping you
down and sucking that mark into my mouth,” he said, reaching casually for his
wine glass.
    Her gaze blazed with heat in response to
his words, and he could see her nipples harden through her shirt. His groin
more than appreciated the view.
    “I really don’t think that—”
    “Every time I’ve seen or thought of you
since that night, all I can think about is how good you felt stretched around
my cock and how much more I wanted to do to you,” he said, overriding her
response. “If all I wanted to do was seduce you, Pep, I would have fucked you
against that tree and not let either of us come up for air until frostbite set
in.”
    Her perfect pink tongue snaked out and
licked her pouty lips. Did she realize what an invitation that was?
    “If I wanted to seduce you, I’d lift you
on this table right now and have you for dinner and finally gorge myself on the
prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”
    Resisting the urge to pull her into his
lap and make good on his words, he held her arrested gaze and continued.
    “Don’t ever doubt that I want you, Pep,
but I won’t settle for just a physical relationship with you. If we’re going to
make this work, it’s going to be all or nothing.”
    Her lips firmed, and her chin struck out
in a mutinous angle.
    “I don’t take directives well, Jaxon. If
I want to have anything with you, it will be when I’m good and ready. No amount
of candlelight and wine is going to change that, so your Pepe