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She put her glass down and caught him staring. “What?”
“I was just thinking what a beautiful woman you are.”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
“When you walked into the bar tonight, I thought…what’s the chance of a beautiful woman like that spending time with a man like me?”
Something flashed in her eyes. Anger maybe, but it was gone before he could identify it. “Maybe I have zero taste.”
“Are you going to spoil this?”
She sucked in her lower lip and then flicked it with her tongue, leaving it glistening. Blood sank to his groin. “This?” she asked. “Is there a ‘this’ to spoil?”
He shrugged. “You’re back from a long vacation, feeling lonely. I’ve had a hard day at the office.”
“Tomorrow we both get back to real life.”
“But tonight, we’re here together… So what do you want to do, Regan?”
“You have any ideas?”
“You know, I’m not sure. This isn’t my usual habitat.”
“And I’m guessing I’m not your usual woman.”
“Hell, honey, it’s been so long, I’ve no clue what my usual woman is.”
Her eyes widened at that.
Jesus, he had hundreds of ideas, all of which ended with his dick buried deep inside her. He was beginning to think she was on the same wavelength. And while he didn’t understand why, everything inside him was screaming to take this to its obvious conclusion.
Don’t ask questions.
He leaned in toward her and spoke quietly. “My dick’s been rock hard since you sat your pretty self at my table.”
She didn’t say anything, but the next moment her bare foot slid up his leg under the table. He held himself still as her toes came to rest on his groin. Heat flooded him as she massaged his cock.
Her eyelids drooped, and her nostrils flared. “You weren’t lying,” she murmured. “Hmm, so what should we do with this?”
Again, he had a whole load of ideas. Well, maybe only one. But he still couldn’t get a feel on her emotions. Why was she doing this? “Are you going to lead me on and then dump my ass? Payback?”
There was that flicker of emotion again, and her eyes narrowed. “Payback for what, Nate? You think you’ve done something wrong?”
Logically, no. He’d done his job. No more.
“Maybe it’s you who’s going to spoil this,” she continued. “Because that would be so easy.”
“Perhaps I just need a little gesture of good faith.”
She pursed her lips, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. She removed her foot from his groin, reached beneath the table, wriggled a couple of times. When her hand reappeared, she was dangling a scrap of black lace from her fingertips.
He swallowed. “Jesus, you’re a bad girl.”