Page 48 of Tell Me To Stop


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But then she laughs—a soft, genuine laugh that pulls me right back out of the movie and straight into the fact that a sexy woman is beside me, all snuggled up, giggling at the TV.

One I have been horny for since the second I saw her.

“I can feel you looking at me,” she says, turning her head slightly but not fully looking at me.

My stomach drops, and I blink like a deer caught in headlights. “What? No. I wasn’t—”

“You totally were,” she cuts me off, meeting my gaze, lips twitching into a small smirk. “You’re a terrible liar.”

I grin. “You would think that would be a selling point.”

“Oh, yeah,” Lucy says. “Every woman’sdream: a man who can’t lie to save his life. Every now and again I appreciate being told I look gorgeous even when I know I look wretched.”

“You’re in luck, because I’m honest to a fault. And an open book. Practically a saint.”

I lay it on thick, grinning as I deliver the line. It pays off when a bubble of laughter rises in her throat, and she giggles again—this time at me, not the movie.

“A saint, huh?” she says, tilting her head to the side as her eyes narrow in mock suspicion. “Tell me more.”

“I’ve never stolen anything,” I say, pausing for dramatic effect. “Unless you count the fancy crayons I snagged from the grocery store when I was six. In my defense, I was racked with guilt by the time we hit the parking lot, and took them back.”

She laughs, shaking her head. “So, what you’re telling me is, your life of crime started and ended with a crayon theft?”

“Exactly. Clean slate ever since,” I reply, grinning. “I’m practically a model citizen.”

She picks up a piece of popcorn and tosses it at me, her smirk growing. “What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done in public?”

Let me count the ways:

Play football in front of thousands of people.

Give press conferences on live television.

Sprayed a bottle of champagne that cost $25,000 in a club during a New Year’s Eve celebration.

Had the king of England try on my Super Bowl ring, also on national television.

Ran naked through downtown Phoenix at three in the morning.