“A surprise... What kind of surprise?”
“The kind you have to wait for.” I chuckle when she letsout an exasperated sigh. “You were incredible tonight, by the way.”
“You actually came to the game?” She seems surprised by this.
“Of course I did. I said I was going to.”
“I just assumed you were bullshitting me.”
“And why would I do that?”
“I don’t know. Because that’s what you do.”
“Is it?” This time I can’t resist the urge to look at her, flashing my eyes to her for the briefest moment to find her eyebrows drawn and forehead furrowed like she’s trying really hard to figure out my play here.
“Do I need to remind you of what happened the last time I let you woo me?”
“Woo you?” I laugh. “Is that what I was doing?”
“Wooed me into your bed,” she grumbles.
“If I remember right, we were quite incredible together in that bed and other places, so I doubt I gave you any reason for complaint in that department.”
“Nope. Just humiliated me after the fact.” She shifts again, and when I glance her way a second time, she has her attention turned out the window.
“Iamsorry about my behavior, Mais. I hope you know that.”
“I don’t presume to know anything at this point.”
“Well, maybe tonight will be a step in the right direction.”
“If you think I’m going to sleep with you again, you’re going to be sorely disappointed.”
“Ever or just tonight?” I hitch a brow, a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth.
“Ever.”
“So you say.”
“So I mean.”
“We’ll see.”
“I’m serious, Mac. I’m not sleeping with you.”
“Did it ever occur to you that having sex with you isn’t the goal?” I ask, though I wouldn’t be mad if the opportunity presented itself, but that’s not the point.
“Yeah, right.” She snorts in disbelief.
“For someone who doesn’t know me very well, you tend to presume a lot of things about me.”
“Actions and words. I judge a person based on their actions, not their words, and your actions say that you’re a selfish manwhore who will say and do anything to get a girl between the sheets.”
“Is that so?”
I can’t help but find humor in her resistance. Because make no mistake, that’s all this is... Hertryingto resist. I don’t tell her so, but her attempts are futile. Once I have my sights set on a goal, I put everything I have into achieving said goal. And right now, the thing I want more than anything else is Maisie Rose.
I don’t know how to describe the hold this woman has on me. It started two years ago, the night of that damned party when I saw her dancing, a dress so tiny it looked more like a napkin and fit her like a second skin, showing off her incredible body. I didn’t have a plan when I slipped in between her and the guy she was dancing with. Only that I was desperate to know her. To taste her. To touch her. And once I did, I only wanted more. But wanting more also scared the shit out of me, especially with Lana back in the picture.
