When I bring my gaze back to his, he’s very much amused by the fact that I was checking out his well-defined package.“Just let me know when and where.”I grimace because that sounded way more sexual than I’d planned, but based on the smirk dancing across his lips, he liked it.
“I’ll pick you up.I’ll text you the time as soon as I double-check with my boss.”
“What should I wear?”I suddenly feel panicked.
“Whatever you want.I’m sure you’re a knockout in anything.”
My face heats, and the dull ache between my legs becomes a full-on throb.
Do not go there, Bianca.He thinks you’re a knockout.
“I’ll let you get back to—” he pauses and looks around me at the television screen “—Scandalous Reign.”
“Wait.You know this show?”
He smirks, and I can’t help but stare at his beautiful full lips.“I binged it last month.”
I narrow my eyes, and I wonder, who is this man?No one I know watches this show besides chicks—and, typically, only lonely ones like me.
“I get it,” I say, all the pieces finally clicking together.“You’re gay and need a female date.”
He staggers backward like I punched him in the gut.“What?No.Why would you think that?”He’s looking at me like I have two heads, but it’s the only thing that makes logical sense to me.
A guy like Vinnie could have any woman on his arm.There’s probably a line of bimbos waiting outside right now, wanting a ride on the Vinnie pleasure train.Instead, he’s at my door, the door of a complete stranger, begging me to go to his company’s dinner?So weird.
“Guys don’t usually watch this show, and you don’t need to ask a stranger on a date.”
“My mother and sister got me into that show.”He blushes, and it’s so completely adorable, I nearly go weak in the knees.“What can I say?I’m a sucker for a good romance.”
“So, you’re straight?”I blurt out because I need to hear the words again.Part of me wishes he’d say he’s gay because having a neighbor this hot during my self-imposed celibacy period is bad.
His stare intensifies, and I swear to fuck, his cock twitches in his pants, but I don’t dare look down, so I only see the movement in my peripheral vision.“I’m as straight as they come.I’m all man, baby.”
“I have to go.”I need to get away from him.
Away from his big, rippling muscles.
Away from his magical, jumping cock.
And away from the half-naked body I’ll be thinking about when I touch myself later.
“I’ll text you,” he says with a quick chin lift.
I nod but don’t speak.
I can’t.
There’s nothing I can say that won’t come out sounding all wanton and horny.My body’s buzzing, my pussy is begging for action, and I know I’m fucked—and not in the way Princess Viktoria is about to be on my new favorite television show.
He just stands there, watching me with those piercing green eyes as I close the door.
“Well,” I say into the emptiness of my loft, knowing what’s about to come out of my mouth is a partial truth.“Thanks, universe.You’ve fucked me.”
