that grew stronger with each moment they spent together?
“What can I say? I don’t have the best luck with men.”
He stared, his eyes narrowing, and said nothing.
“It’s me. Despite the blonde hair and the boobs, I’m a wallflower. I’m boring, dull,
and quite frankly, until you, I didn’t really like sex. My friends call me a prude, and my
coworkers treat me like the invisible woman, unless they’re the creeps who won’t take no
for an answer,” she ended with a huff.
“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” He grunted when she tugged at his chest hair.
“It’s one thing ifyou’relusting after me and I return the favor, but
another—”
His grin made her realize what she’d said, and she blushed. “I’m attracted to you,
obviously. But this is all just a fantasy, a sexual dream come to life.” The thought of
stepping outside his apartment and ending it made her want to cry. “I’m not perfect, and
you can’t possibly be this great, and tomorrow, this will all be a memory.”
“But a pleasant one. And if you think telling me you don’t jump every guy who
wants you is a turn-off, think again.”
She blinked. “Ah, maybe you don’t hear what I’m saying. This—you and me—this
isn’t real. I have a lot of sexual hang-ups. And the real Hailey Jennison doesn’t go to bed
with a hot guy,a stranger.”
Would he even believe that, considering they’d had sex against his living room wall
a day after meeting face to face?Her cheeks were on fire, and she struggled to put her
thoughts into words.
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“Hailey, relax.” His grin broadened, and the sparkle in his eyes made her want to
melt. Such satisfaction and approval, and all directed at her. “I know this isn’t typical for
you. I did some research before we met, and what I learned made me want to know
more.”
“What did you learn?”
“That you turned down the jerk in 204B, who is a complete ass when it comes to
