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"And what catches your attention?” she asked.

"A classy woman alone at the bar sipping on wine. Dressed up, but tough to get her attention. That catches my attention.”

Now I’d finally gotten her to smile, though I could tell she was trying to hide it.

"They can be hard to come by," she murmured as she shifted a little in her seat, sliding an inch forward, just a tiny bit closer but not much.

“And what catches your attention?" I asked with a little smile, inching just a little closer, too.

Her hand settled on the bar top, slender fingers fanning, then red nails lightly tracing while she mulled over my question. Then she looked straight at me. "Usually something that brings trouble.”

"Here's another thing you may not suspect about me." I leaned in close to her. "I tend to cause a lot of trouble.”

She watched me, taking in the way I leaned in with confidence and weighing it up in her mind.

She stretched out her leg, her ankle circling and her foot casually glancing against my leg.

"What kind of trouble?”

I took a deep breath. We were doing the dance, and it would have been so easy to give her what she wanted. The flirt, the tease, the fuck. But there was something I needed to acknowledge.

“I think you know, Claudia.” Her eyebrows raised as I said her name. I leaned in next to her ear and whispered softly, "The kind that makes you want to come back for more even if you almost wish you wouldn’t.”

There was another pause.

"Do you think I'll want more of you?”

I felt the closeness, how she invaded my space with ease. Her words lingered against my ear, and goosebumps lined my skin. I tried to hide my shiver. My nipples hardened under my shirt.

I took a chance. ”I think you already do. Don't you?”

She leaned in until her lips brushed against my jaw. Reaching my ear, she paused—a soft breath, almost a pant—then her hand moved to my thigh, nails lightly digging in as her teeth nipped and pulled on my lobe before she whispered, “Maybe.”

Electric shock ran right through my body and pulsed between my legs.

I smiled and pulled my face away a little. Then I leaned back in to find her lips. I kissed them, a light, soft kiss. It didn't last long, yet it lingered. "You can say yes.”

My kiss surprised her, my softness in contrast to her boldness. Full of surprises. Her hand that still lingered on my thigh slid up.

"In my experience, women who bring trouble," she said, inching higher and higher, "don't go for the easy yes."

She pulled her hand away, back down my thigh, retreating just an inch or so from my space.

"Then let me get you another drink,” I said with a smile. I was a little surprised at her movement away from me. I turned to face her, my hand lightly brushing along her outer thigh.

She looked down, watching my hand graze along her bare skin. Her fingers moved to my shirt, the pads of her fingers dancing over the cool cotton over my shoulder.

"Maybe we should have a drink somewhere else," she murmured.

I stood up and extended my hand to her. "Where did you have in mind?” I asked.

She reached for her drink and drained her glass before she stood. Her dress had ridden up her thighs again, showing off long legs and barely covering the curve of her ass. She threaded her fingers with mine.

"I have a room, if you'd like a more private drink?” she said.

I couldn't help but stare at her exposed legs, wondering how good my hand would feel on her ass. I had to let those thoughts pass quickly, though. I gave her hand a squeeze and extended my other arm out.

"You lead the way,” I said.

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