“Then, we’re back to just having sex. I can deal with that.”
“I’m not having sex with you, Candy-boy,” I mutter.
“We’re definitely having sex, Izzy.”
“We’re not. I told you I don’t do casual and that’s all you do.”
“You’re a virgin?” he asks, and I can hear the shock in his voice.
“Does that shock you?” I laugh, neither admitting nor denying what he asked.
“Yeah, it does. You’re fucking hot.”
“I’m not sure what that has to do with my virginity,” I huff.
“Nothing. It’s just, well, you’re what? Late twenties? You’re on track to finish medical school and start your residency. So, I can’t imagine a woman choosing to go without sex for that long a period of time.”
“Maybe that’s because the women who warm your bed don’t really use the word no.”
“Why, Izzy. Have you been stalking me?”
“You wish,” I grumble.
“Yeah, I kind of do. It’s obvious that you’ve been asking around about me. That means you’re interested.”
“I haven’t been asking around about you. I mentioned that you hit on me to Spider. He was all too eager to warn me away from you. He apparently knows your reputation from a friend of a friend. I’m told that your multitude of sins is a thing of legends.”
“Now, you’re just trying to make me blush,” he laughs.
“You would think that,” I respond with a sigh and a shake of my head. “Is there some reason you’re sitting in this house while my brother and Beau are gone?”
“Yep. I’m waiting on you. The way I look at it, you and I could be beneficial to one another.”
“How do you figure that?”
“Well, you’re a virgin who obviously has a lot of pent-up hostility. I could teach you the best ways to let that energy out—while bringing you so much pleasure that you pass out.”
“Nice to know you’re so confident in your abilities,” I reply sarcastically.
“Just speaking the truth. If you’d like, I can give you an example right here.”
“Sorry. I’d need a few rounds of antibiotics and a full body condom before I let you touch me.” His head jerks back as if I slapped him, and I guess I did—at least verbally. I sound like a bitch, but I ignore it. He’s the one who showed up uninvited. “I think you can show yourself out, Caleb. I have some things I need to do before Pez drops off my nephew.”
I walk out of the kitchen and head toward the utility room. I feel kind of sick to my stomach. I hate sounding like a bitch—or even acting like one. Still, I know what I want in life, and that man isn’t it—even if I am attracted to him.
I shriek like a little girl when I feel an iron grip on my upper arm. Caleb pulls me, yanking me around until I’m facing him. He steps into me, invading my space and bringing our bodies so close that not only can I feel the anger radiating off of him, but I can feel the very hard rigid outline of his cock pressed against me.
I try to ignore the way my body heats and the nervous flutter in the pit of my stomach. It’s all I can do to look into his deep blue eyes. They’re more intense than I’ve ever seen them—and that includes my dreams when he’s making love to me.
“I never figured the princess of the Devil’s Blaze would look down on her own people,” he snarls.
“I don’t, you asshole. You don’t even know me.”
“I know enough. I got to tell you, babe. You might be fucking gorgeous, but a judgmental bitch is still a bitch.”
“And a man whore is still a man whore. You’re free to be that. I may not want that in my life, but I’m adult enough to know if that’s how you choose to live your life, that’s fine. Just don’t get pissed if someone else doesn’t like it. Now, get the fuck out of my brother and sister-in-law’s house.”
“It’s just as well. You’re not my type anyway. I like tits I can suck on and not get smothered by if my woman rides my cock. Hell, your pussy would have probably frozen my dick into ice.”
