with another.”
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Brigit’s jaw dropped. She wasn’t sure what shocked her more, Rick trying to worm his way back into her life or Orion’s jealousy and gargantuan ego in presuming that she’d planned to fuck him. Okay, maybe she had, but still…he didn’t know that.
Men! Can’t live with them and can’t drag them behind a truck by their testicles.
Did Orion actually believe she’d fall back in her ex’s arms, when this god of a man was standing in front of her? Obviously, he did, since he’d said so in so many words. Was he nuts? Or did Orion have that low of an opinion of her character?
Brigit shuffled her feet, as the truth slapped her face like an airbag during a collision. She didn’t want him to think badly of her. So maybe she’d been a tad zealous to beat Rick in these competitions and in turn capture his attention. She was a natural flirt, but it didn’t mean anything. So maybe she’d felt like she had something to prove. It wasn’t that she wanted Rick back, but she did want him to realize what he’d given up.
Was that so wrong?
No, darn it!
However, Brigit didn’t want her point verified at the expense of everything else, and she certainly didn’t like the look Orion gave her. He thought less of her. She could see it in his two-toned eyes. It was as if someone dimmed the lights, leaving nothing but shadows behind. So she’d been a little shallow. And maybe she took frivolous contests too seriously. She knew she wasn’t perfect. Why did she feel the need to be that way around him?
Up until now, Brigit had never cared what anyone but Jac and Rachel thought. Why did she care what Orion thought? It bothered her that a guy she barely knew could get under her skin so fast, especially since after tomorrow she probably wouldn’t ever see him again.
Was this some kind of rebound? She considered the possibility. Rick broke up with her a few months back. She’d been heartbroken for a while or so she’d thought at the time. She might even have wanted a little revenge in the beginning. Not mature, but the ugly truth. She was over that now. Brigit had moved on and Rick had too. End of story.
She needed to convince Orion that since the moment she’d laid eyes on him no one else had existed. But how? What could she do? And why was it so bloody important?
Damn him! She should send him packing. She didn’t need this crap right now. Brigit wished Jac and Rachel were here. They’d know what to do. Her gaze went of its own volition to the front row of seats. They were packed with people she didn’t know. Sadness swamped her. She looked back at Orion. He watched her, weighing her worth as the seconds ticked by. She felt lower than a dust bunny.
Well she’d show him.
Brigit considered multiple possibilities, discarding one only to pick the next. Hmm…but where to begin? She glanced at the spotlighted stage and licked her lips. She decided to give the audience one hell of a show, one that would make Rick and Dorothy’s performance look as if they’d auditioned for a children’s flick and convince Orion that she wanted him only. He wouldn’t know what hit him, by the time they finished their stroll down the catwalk. She almost purred in delight.
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Orion didn’t like the look Brigit gave him. Like a farcat eyeing a fat esuom meal, her gaze raked him from head to boot. The skin at his nape prickled, warning him trouble lay ahead. He straightened, not allowing her to see how off balance she left him. Never had a woman churned such emotion in him. One minute he felt like shaking her senseless and spanking her luscious ass, the next, he longed to bury his cock inside her warmth for at least thirty moonrises.
He had no idea where he stood with the firebrand. She wanted him. That much was clear. He felt fairly devoured in her presence. Yet she also seemed to want the mere Earthman.
Shocked, and more than a little disappointed, Orion found her lack of discernment and taste only
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