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I sigh as I open the door. “What is it?”
“I was wondering…”
I cross my arms. “No, Dave. Just no. I can’t keep doing this. I can’t be your escape every time something is bugging you. I thought I could. But I can’t.”
He grins, and it’s jovial…like the old Dave. “I came here to ask you to have dinner with me.”
I stand there blinking for a solid fifteen seconds before speaking. “Oh?”
“Yeah.”
I scratch my arm. “Why? Because Brock and Rory are having a date? And so are Jesse and Brianna?”
He shakes his head. “Of course not. I thought… I mean, we could have dinner together here in the hotel, as friends, or friends with bennies, or whatever, but I actually thought it would be nice to have an actual date with the woman I…”
I roll my eyes. “With the woman you…what?”
“Damn it, Maddie.” He grabs me and kisses me. Hard.
I can’t help myself. I open for him, sweeping my tongue into his mouth and tangling it with his.
Is he feeling something?
Am I feeling something?
Or is this just a childhood crush?
No.
Not a childhood crush. Jesse thought that’s what Brianna was feeling for him, and it wasn’t.
We kiss hard for a few minutes until I pull back, releasing the kiss with a smack.
“Does that convince you that I really want to have dinner with you?” he asks.
“Not really.” I touch my lips. “It convinces me that you want to come back to my bed.”
He shakes his head. “Christ, Maddie, what do I have to do to convince you?”
I frown. “What, all of a sudden you have feelings for me?”
“I’ve had feelings for you since the beginning,” he says. “Despite my reputation, I’m not completely indiscriminate when it comes to the people I have sex with.”
“Not completely,” I scoff. “Wow, that makes me feel better.”
He draws in a breath. “You know what? Just forget I asked. Maybe I’ll see you down in the hotel dining room for dinner. Maybe I’ll just go to fucking McDonald’s and have a French Big Mac with French fries. Or do they just call them fries here?”
Despite myself, I can’t help smiling. “For God’s sake, David, don’t do that. We’re in Paris. culinary capital of the world. Don’t get fast food.”
“I already made reservations, Maddie. I want to take you out for an amazing French feast. Why would I do that just to get you into bed? I’ve already been in bed with you.”
He’s not wrong. And I probably will let him back in my bed, because he’s an amazing lover, and we seem to have awesome physical chemistry.
I have been crushing on him for a long time.
So why am I fighting this?
“Look, Dave,” I say. “I like you. I like you a lot. And we seem to be great in bed together.”
