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There was so much he needed to know.
But I couldn’t.
I wouldn’t.
I just wasn’t made like that.
I did the only thing I could in that situation. I avoided the subject. “Did I win or lose?”
“You’re lyin’ beneath me. I’d consider that a win for me, ya feel me?”
I smirked, knowing he meant it as a double innuendo. “I didn’t even get to show you my best moves.”
He was impressed with the skills I did show, and asked, “Who taught you how to fight like that?”
“I grew up with two brothers.”
Despite this being the first thing I told him about myself, he didn’t call me out on it. Probably because he knew how hard that was for me.
“And where was that?”
I smiled. “Don’t push your luck.”
He grinned. “You owe me another confession.”
“Maybe later.”
“On our date?”
“Oh, we’re going on a date now?”
He kissed my lips. “We were always going on a date.”
“Don’t think just because you’re kissing me right now means you’re going to have the right to kiss me whenever you want.”
He kissed me again. “And how do I get that right?”
I shook my head, whispering, “Don’t fall for me, Jameson.”
“Says the woman who’s on the floor.”
The emotion…
I could touch it.
Feel it.
Taste it.
It surrounded me.
Choked me.
“Tell me your name,” he insisted.
I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him that what you saw was what you got when it came to him.
What he said was what he meant.
