Page 78 of Down & Dirty: Zeke


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What was he about now?

“Babe.”

She pulled in a breath, knowing whatever he was about to say next would be a real doozy. She cautiously asked, “What?”

“No reason for Glen when you got me.”

She groaned. “Got you? For what?” She was going to regret asking that. She knew how the man’s mind worked. Of course, she wasn’t wrong.

“Dick.”

She choked.

He smacked her on the back. “You okay?”

“I will be once you leave.”

“Serious.”

“Yes, Zeke, I know you’re serious about giving me the D. You’re just not the person I want it from.”

“Bullshit. Know you gotta miss how I used to give it to you.” With a smirk, he made a suggestive gesture by pounding his fist into his palm a few times. “Used to fuckin’ wake all my brothers up with that wailin’.”

Oh, she certainly did miss it, but not enough to make it worth the heartbreak she ended up with last time.

She did not want to rekindle anything with the man. Not even for the great sex. Despite the fact her love life had been pretty damn non-existent since she left Zeke. Pregnancy and motherhood had slammed the brakes on her social life.

Glen was the first man she had any interest in. Probably because he was the exact opposite of the one standing in front of her. The one thinking her panties would just magically fall around her ankles if he shot her his signature sexy grin.

It might have worked in the past. But now?

Shit.

She had to resist. To help her do that, she needed to get him out of her home. Being overly tired wasn’t helping her think straight.

“Babe.” The way he manipulated his voice to sound silky smooth was not helping.

“Time for you to go.”Gah!That sounded breathless. And fallible.

He pursed his lips right before a grin spread wide across his face.

His cockiness alone should be a turnoff.

Her heart began to pound and her breathing hitched as he moved into her personal space.

“Babe,” he said again in a way that she shouldn’t allow to affect her at all.

The man was sexy as hell and knew how to use that appeal.

She would not let it work on her. She knew better. It was what sucked her in the first time.

Been there, done that, and had a child to prove it.

Do not fall for his charms, Kyra. He’s only doing it to make you feel guilty for going on a date with Glen.

Her head jerked back when he reached out and cupped her face. He took another step closer—so close that his body heat touched her—and his thumb brushed back and forth over her cheekbone.

His nostrils flared as he stared at her lips. “Missed you, Ky.”