“How very philosophical,” she said, crossing her arms. “Does that usually work for you?”
Cameron hung his head and laughed. “I’ve got a good record.”
She rolled her eyes. “No wonder you’re so cocky.Thatkind of guy.”
“If you know my kind, then you know I love a challenge. And you’ve just raised the stakes, sweetheart,” he said softly.
The woman tookthe last sip of her wine and licked her lips. She met his gaze again, and for a moment, an electric spark sizzled through him, held him there. Did she feel it, too? Her long, dark lashes fluttered.
Then the amusement was back in her smile. And maybe a hint of challenge.
“You’re going to have to work a lot harder than this,” she said.
Cameron rested his foot on her bar stool to getcloser. “I’ll work as long and hard as you want me to.”
She gasped softly, and her mouth dropped for a brief moment. What was she imagining right now? Then she laughed. “Enough with the lines,” she said, shaking her head.
“But they’re working so well,” he deadpanned. He shifted back. “You’re not just a little curious?”
She hesitated, so he continued. “You know what I’m most curiousabout?”
She narrowed her eyes and slowly shook her head.
“I’m wondering what makes you hot,” he said, lowering his voice.
As he spoke, her gaze darted down between his legs, where he was fighting a full-on erection. Maybe this wasn’t such a long shot after all.
“Are you wondering how big I am?” he whispered. “What it might feel like?”
She met his gaze, and the fire sparkedbetween them. Hell, she liked this game just as much as he did.
“Does it have any correlation with your ego?” she asked sweetly.
He quirked a brow. “You’re welcome to find out for yourself.” He fought another smile as her gaze landed between his legs again. Definitely interested.
“Size is overrated,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “I’d rather have a man who knows how to use it.”
She smelled like something delicious. Her lips were red and wet and only inches away. “What if you can have both?”
