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His sensuous mouth thins and he nods. “So. What do we do? You’re the one with all the damn plans and answers here. You don’t trust me. You think I’m barely keeping my dick in my pants—”
“No. I don’t think that.” I veer away from the trust part. That’s way too complicated and I’ve had too much to drink and I’m punch drunk on the touch of him from that kiss, and from the time spent with him, one on one earlier. “But I need to know you stay away from temptation.”
“So you, what? Want me to hand in my phone? So you can check it to make sure I’m not lying or got a piece on the side? That it?”
A horrible idea comes to me. It’s the only one I can think of to keep him in line. As one of the few females with power over him as well as one he isn’t into, it’s the only idea I have in this regard.
“It’s worse,” I say, digging in my bag for my keys.
His gaze falls to them and then he looks at me. “You have handcuffs?”
“I need you not to engage.” I ignore his words. “Not with texts, or emails, or women you meet out. Tell them you’re with someone.”
“You took care of that.”
“One night, that’s all, and one night has a way of disappearing if something else pops up. This has to seem real, but up a notch from what we discussed. It’s going to be worse than you thought.”
“You gonna write me a script? I can handle this.”
“You can’t.” I take hold of his arm, ignoring the heat and zing that slides up through the layers of material to spread out in me. This man is potent. “Is there a cut off time for you?”
“With the four weeks? Or with women?”
I’m tempted to say both. “Your four weeks.”
“Four weeks is pretty explanatory, but yeah, things keep shifting, so maybe this needs to be set up for longer, for when all the ink is dried.”
We’ve talked about this, but I need it to really sink in and it has.
At least that part.
“These things have a way of ricocheting. Your scandal, your past, all these women.”
“I know.”
Does he? I really hope so.
“Worse,” Ryder says. “You said worse. How? What way?”
“You’re going to spend all your free time with me. Starting tonight. At my place.”
“We’re already going to be spending our time together.” He stops. “Your place?”
There’s a beguiling tone in his voice now and I let go of him. “Not like that.”
“You’re saying spend the night.”
“A lot of nights, Ryder.”
He smooths his fingers through my hair and I shiver, my body melting inside out. “I think I’d like that.”
For a moment, a vision comes to me, of him looking at me the way I know he looks at women. Of that mouth, those kisses being mine, of exploring his body, him wanting me. And I want to kick myself for such stupid fantasies. He doesn’t want me. Not like that.
I sigh. “Come on Romeo, we’re going to my place.”
“So forward.”
He’s in his comfort zone, and the light flirt I can deal with. Light flirt is a simple conversation to him.
