from my past. She did it to torture Brandon a little.
Brandon tensed momentarily, but shrugged. “Yeah, we all dread it, but still do it to one another.” His answer was followed by a moment of awkward silence so I quickly stepped in.
“Well did you want to have a drink before we leave or would you rather just go?” I quickly changed the subject, knowing Jill would continue to give him a hard time until I intervened.
“We can just go ,” Brandon answered a little too enthusiastically, and I could tell Jill was making him nervous.
“ Alright, you two kids have fun and wear a rubber,” Jill said as we headed towards the door.
“ Jill,” I groaned. “Come on.” I took Brandon’s arm and pulled him out the door before Jill could say anything else to embarrass me. “Sorry about her. She likes to get a rise out of people.”
“I can take it.” He shrugged as he led me to his car.
The drive to the restaurant was awkwardly silent. Other than an extreme attraction to one another, what did we really have in common? Once we arrived and were seated I decided to take the bull by the horns.
“Why did you pay four hundred dollars to do a body shot off of me?” I asked after the waiter took our drink order.
Brandon ran a hand through his hair and smirked. “It wasn’t so much that I wanted to do a body shot off of you,” he paused. “I mean, I did,” he quickly added. “It was more about I didn’t want anyone else to do it,” he groaned. “This isn’t coming out right. You must think I’m crazy.”
“Some girls might think so,” I answered honestly. His gaze immediately met mine and made my body clench. Holy shit, this man is sexy.
“Well you’re not just some girl,” he replied with a deep tone that vibrated through me. “Something tells me you’re worth acting crazy for.”
Heat covered my face with his words. Every girl wants a guy to be crazy for her, yet it can be scary when you find that guy. “You barely know me, Brandon. How could you know that already?” Our gazes remained fixed on each other and slowly his mouth curved on one side and I had to squeeze my legs together. I knew that look was the one. The one that hooked, lined, and sinkered women and made them willing to climb into bed with him without any promise of tomorrow. It was a dangerous look. A look that promised to destroy me if I fell victim to it. But how could I not? I’m pretty sure a nun would at least second-guess her convictions if she saw Brandon Dalton look at her the way he was looking at me.
“Because I’ve never r eacted this way over a woman. It’s like you put a spell on me, because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since that day at the lake.”
“So you just want sex. To hook up?” I asked blatantly. Might as well lay all the cards on the table right out of the gate. I hated to pussyfoot around.
“No ,” he answered quickly. “I want that…” His sentence trailed off as his eyes shifted to his hands briefly and his sexy smirk turned into a soak my panties smile, before they met my gaze again. It wasn’t hard to tell the thought of having sex with me had just rolled through his mind like a rip tide. It sure as hell rolled through mine. “I want to know every bit of you. But yes, I want sex, too—eventually.”
His answer seemed very honest and even though I asked for it, I was still surprised he admitted he wanted to have sex with me. “Maybe you’re just attracted to me. Lust is often mistaken as…something else.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. The discussion got intense fast. I guess that’s partly my fault as I didn’t want to ‘pussyfoot’ around. I wanted to be direct with him, find out what his intentions were, but it only intensified the need growing inside of me for him. The need to have him on me, in me, touching me everywhere.
He leaned across the table and placed his hand over mine. The touch sent shocks through me, li ke current zinging my
Brandon tensed momentarily, but shrugged. “Yeah, we all dread it, but still do it to one another.” His answer was followed by a moment of awkward silence so I quickly stepped in.
“Well did you want to have a drink before we leave or would you rather just go?” I quickly changed the subject, knowing Jill would continue to give him a hard time until I intervened.
“We can just go ,” Brandon answered a little too enthusiastically, and I could tell Jill was making him nervous.
“ Alright, you two kids have fun and wear a rubber,” Jill said as we headed towards the door.
“ Jill,” I groaned. “Come on.” I took Brandon’s arm and pulled him out the door before Jill could say anything else to embarrass me. “Sorry about her. She likes to get a rise out of people.”
“I can take it.” He shrugged as he led me to his car.
The drive to the restaurant was awkwardly silent. Other than an extreme attraction to one another, what did we really have in common? Once we arrived and were seated I decided to take the bull by the horns.
“Why did you pay four hundred dollars to do a body shot off of me?” I asked after the waiter took our drink order.
Brandon ran a hand through his hair and smirked. “It wasn’t so much that I wanted to do a body shot off of you,” he paused. “I mean, I did,” he quickly added. “It was more about I didn’t want anyone else to do it,” he groaned. “This isn’t coming out right. You must think I’m crazy.”
“Some girls might think so,” I answered honestly. His gaze immediately met mine and made my body clench. Holy shit, this man is sexy.
“Well you’re not just some girl,” he replied with a deep tone that vibrated through me. “Something tells me you’re worth acting crazy for.”
Heat covered my face with his words. Every girl wants a guy to be crazy for her, yet it can be scary when you find that guy. “You barely know me, Brandon. How could you know that already?” Our gazes remained fixed on each other and slowly his mouth curved on one side and I had to squeeze my legs together. I knew that look was the one. The one that hooked, lined, and sinkered women and made them willing to climb into bed with him without any promise of tomorrow. It was a dangerous look. A look that promised to destroy me if I fell victim to it. But how could I not? I’m pretty sure a nun would at least second-guess her convictions if she saw Brandon Dalton look at her the way he was looking at me.
“Because I’ve never r eacted this way over a woman. It’s like you put a spell on me, because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since that day at the lake.”
“So you just want sex. To hook up?” I asked blatantly. Might as well lay all the cards on the table right out of the gate. I hated to pussyfoot around.
“No ,” he answered quickly. “I want that…” His sentence trailed off as his eyes shifted to his hands briefly and his sexy smirk turned into a soak my panties smile, before they met my gaze again. It wasn’t hard to tell the thought of having sex with me had just rolled through his mind like a rip tide. It sure as hell rolled through mine. “I want to know every bit of you. But yes, I want sex, too—eventually.”
His answer seemed very honest and even though I asked for it, I was still surprised he admitted he wanted to have sex with me. “Maybe you’re just attracted to me. Lust is often mistaken as…something else.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. The discussion got intense fast. I guess that’s partly my fault as I didn’t want to ‘pussyfoot’ around. I wanted to be direct with him, find out what his intentions were, but it only intensified the need growing inside of me for him. The need to have him on me, in me, touching me everywhere.
He leaned across the table and placed his hand over mine. The touch sent shocks through me, li ke current zinging my
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