“Good to know.” She licked her lips. “Watch anysci-fi?”
He held her gaze for a second, then let her change the subject to a less filthy topic again. “I’m as big a Star Wars fan as most guys my generation, Ithink.”
“Who shotfirst?”
“Come on, that’s an easy one. Han, of course.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Luke Skywalker’soriginalname?”
“Starkiller?”
“Good one.” He gave her a long, unblinking examination from across the table. “This is all very ordinary, Igottasay.”
“I was thinking the same thing myself.” Porn discussionaside.
“I don’t normally doordinary.”
She raised hereyebrows. “Oh?”
“And I don’t think you do,either.”
“No. But then I don’t normally have a week off in paradise, and a handsome man intent on convincing me we should…hangout.”
“Hang out?” His eyelids drooped as his gaze heated up. “Is that what we’re goingtodo?”
Zing. Okay. They were doing this. She crossed her arms. “I haven’tdecidedyet.”
“For real? Because I’m pretty sure you’ve imaginedsomething.How do youwantme?”
Leah rolled her eyes at his cockiness. “Tied to my bed. Can youhandlethat?”
“Getyourrope.”
“Stop it, Quinn.”Don’t rush me. Don’t rush this, because I thinkthismight be something crazy and different than anything else I’ve done and I’m not sure how to handle that and oh my God when did I turn into such a special snowflake?“I was mostlykidding.”
“I wasn’t.” He edged around the table and flipped the chair next to her around so he could straddle it. And sit next to her—she didn’t miss that part. But with a barrier between them. Or a weapon…she wasn’t surewhich.
Why did the thought of sparring with Quinn Parry turn her onsomuch?
Annoying man. “Of course you’re kidding,” she said blandly. “You like to be incharge.”
“Whosaidthat?”
A friend of a friend, to a friend. So okay, her intel was shaky. But the man radiated sex and power. There was no way he was kneeling for her. “Tell me what youlike,then.”
He leaned in and lowered his voice. “The idea of you tying me to your bed. I like that a lot. In fact, I’m hard as a rockrightnow.”
She wouldn’t let him see how much she liked that admission. “And you think I’m going to do something about that…problem?”
“Who said it’s a problem?” He rolled his bottom lip between his teeth. “I like the delayed gratification of being madetowait.”
Oh, dear Lord, that tugged at her womb. She wanted to make him wait. Wanted him on his knees, legs spread, cock drooling for her—while she sat in the corner and read a novel. Something filthy that would make hersquirm.
“The truth is, Leah, I’m game for anything. If it’s you and me and dirty, I’m a fan. I’m sure you can find a way to workwiththat.”
“Do you know howtosail?”
His eyebrows hit theroof. “Yeah.”
“Good. I’m going to reserve a boat to take out this evening. I’d like to see the sunset on the water. You can come with me.” She stood up, and his gaze followed her eagerly. Maybe he had potential after all. She grazed her fingertips across his cheek. “And if you’re very good, then maybe youcan…come.”
His eyes flared, but he didn’t move. Didn’t speak, either. He just nodded slowly, his eyes still lockedonhers.
She gave him a smile as a reward, then turned andwalkedaway.
