“I said no. Enough. None of that. You don’t have to turn everything into a sexual game I—” I yelped when his sneaky fingers tried my waist. “Son of a— Would you behave so I wouldn’t have to be rude to you again?”
“Would you allow me to do my job, which involves a lot of touching, without making me feel like I’m sexually harassing you?”
“You are sexually harassing me.”
“The fuck I am. We had a deal, Lady Brighton. I offered you something awesome, and you took me up on it. You need me to show your friends you’re open for business, and I need the thrill of the challenge of making a woman like you want to spend a night with me. Both require a decent amount of cute naughtiness normalhumansdo to each other.”
“Are you calling me nonhuman?”
“I’m not calling you anything, but I’m seriously starting to think you’ve sealed your vagina or something.”
I gaped at him. “My vagina is fine.”
“If you say so, but you can’t blame me for having doubts. Honestly, I won’t believe it until I see it.”
My jaw fell lower.
His thumb pressed under my chin and snapped my jaw up. “Careful or flies might fly in. Now, this deal won’t work if you’re not willing to stop controlling everything or start enjoying yourself a little. Nobody is gonna believe we’re dating, and even I, with my magic cock, won’t be able to get through you if your vagina is sealed. I might as well admit defeat now and stop wasting each other’s time.”
“My. Vagina. Is. Not. Sealed.”
“It was a metaphor, Lady Brighton. I thought you’d pick it up. Aren’t you a hotshot editor and whatnot?”
Blood pounded my skull. “Just drive.”
“We’re already here.” He snapped his fingers at me. “Stay sharp. You have an award to receive. You don’t wanna look off.”
I blinked around to realize we were no longer moving and we were parked across for the hotel. “Just let’s get this night over with.”
“In what way?”
I shook my head with confusion and frustration and irritation and a lot of other feelings that ended withation. “What do you mean in what way? Make the turn so we go to the ceremony.”
“You have a choice to make first.”
“What freaking choice?”
“You either hold your end of the deal or just go and enjoy your night alone like you always do.”
CHAPTER10
Fabio
Her brows hooked, casting an ugly shadow over her spectacular eyes. “Unfucking believable. You’re bailing? Now?”
That was what she got from what I said? I was practically begging her to use me for her pleasure, and all she got was thinking I wanted to bail? “It sounds like it’s you who want to bail, not me.”
“I do not. But I don’t want you to…you know…either.”
“Well, too bad for you because that…you know…is necessary. It’s the only way I know how to operate successfully. I have a reputation to keep, Lady Brighton.”
She looked like she was about to explode as she glared at me and then at the hotel entrance and then back at me. It was like she wanted to run away from me, but at the same time she couldn’t because her business was more important to her than anything else. Even her ego.
She genuinely had no interest in what my body had to offer, and she probably even hated me. The only reason she was still sitting in my car had nothing to do with me whatsoever. I was nothing to her but the potato sack she made me feel like.
And yet with every second she was rejecting me, her face turning red, her bluest of all blue eyes sparking with rage like firecrackers, my interest in her and need to win with her were growing. Hard.
