“I. Hate. You,” Haley bit out.
“You love me,” he said, turning on the radio.
“Hate. I hate you.”
“Uh-huh,” he said absently, searching for her favorite radio station, hoping it would calm the little demon down.
Haley had been on edge since this morning when her grandmother called to ask him to join her family for dinner tonight. He wasn’t sure if she was pissed because her grandmother called him before her or what. All he knew was that when she’d overheard her grandmother asking him to join them at dinner tonight, she’d gone a little insane.
It hadn’t mattered that they’d been standing in line at the bakery. Haley tried to snatch the phone out of his hand. He’d been too surprised, and admittedly laughing his ass off when she tried to take him to the ground, to give it much thought. Of course, it did surprise him that her grandmother wasn’t shocked to hear her granddaughter scream all sorts of threats of violence at him.
Jason really didn’t know what the hell was going on, but he liked Haley’s grandmother and didn’t want to disappoint her by saying no. So, he’d accepted the invitation and tried not to wince when Haley kicked his shin.
From that moment on, she’d been royally pissed at him. She’d ordered the last four apple fritters, knowing that he looked forward to his apple fritters every Friday and didn’t offer him one. Even worse, she gave away his delicious treats during the morning meeting. He’d spent the entire meeting glaring at the bastards eating his fritters.
It only got worse after that.
During their lunch break, not only had she refused to eat with him, but she’d somehow managed to steal his lunch, toss it in the trash and made sure there were no delectable treats in the staff refrigerator for him to steal. When he went to buy lunch in the student cafeteria, he’d discovered another lovely surprise.
She’d somehow lifted his wallet.
By the end of the day, he’d been so pissed and hungry that he’d decided she was damn well going tonight, whether she wanted to or not. When he got home, he hadn’t been all that surprised to discover that Haley had barricaded herself in her room. That was more than fine with him because it gave him plenty of time to recoup his strength. After devouring everything in her fridge, he broke into her room.
She’d put up a good fight, but he’d eventually managed to drag her into the living room, where she pretended to hurt her ankle. When he’d released her to make sure that she was okay, she’d shoved him, knocking him flat on his ass, and took off for the backdoor. She made it as far as the kitchen sink before he was on top of her.
“Are you still mad at me?” Jason asked as he turned into the parking lot of Harrington’s, the five-star restaurant that her family was dining at tonight. He was glad he’d finally found his wallet during their little wrestling match since this meal was most likely going to give his credit card a workout.
Haley sighed heavily, shifting to look at him. “No, I just don’t want to do this.”
“Really? I couldn’t tell,” he said dryly.
“I’m really sorry,” she said as he pulled up behind a line of luxury cars.
He shrugged, thinking that she was apologizing for starving him. That reminded him that they were going to have to stop by the grocery store after this to refill her fridge otherwise, she might be pissed to discover that he’d left her with only three eggs, a jar of olives, and some expired girly yogurt that he wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot spoon.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” she said, sounding serious.
He had to bite back a smile at the thought of his little grasshopper kicking his ass. “I’ll, ah,” he just barely stopped himself from laughing, “I’ll survive.”
She nodded regally. “I know. I held back.”
“And I really appreciate that.”
“You know you’re going to starve here, right? Even I have to hit the drive-thru at Burger King after coming here,” Haley pointed out desperately as Jason dragged her from the safety of the car.
Jason simply sighed, wondering if she really knew him at all. As if the prospect of eating two dinners would upset him.
Puhlease.
“Fine,” Haley said, giving him a sly, little smile as she stood up, straightening her lavender blouse and dark skirt. “If you take me home right now,” she said in a sultry tone, reaching up to run her fingertips down his tie, “I promise that I will fulfill every single sexual fantasy that you’ve ever had and some you didn’t even know were possible.”
With a bored sigh, Jason simply grabbed her arm and gently tugged her towards the front entrance, ignoring the valets as they choked on their tongues. If he thought for one second that she was serious, he would have hauled her ass back into the car and raced to the nearest pharmacy, all while he had his hand shoved up her skirt.
Not that he really wanted to do that.
Much.
“B-But I’m offering you sex! Lots and lots of sex!” Haley hissed urgently as they stepped into the large foyer.
