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I text him back.
Me: What? Don’t be a hater. Are you afraid of losing?
I figured he’d write back right away, but he doesn’t. We get another beer before the game comes back on. Other people have gathered around us as we watch. Smack talk is going back and forth, but everyone’s having a great time. I jump up out of my seat as Dallas has the ball and is running with it.
“Go, go, go!” I yell as they get closer to the end zone. He’s almost there. I’m jumping up and down.
WHACK!
I whip around. “Who the hell just smacked my a—”
Lips crash over mine. Aiden. My mouth opens in automatic response, letting his tongue devour me. He demands control as his tongue does what it pleases: biting my lower lip then sucking it. I feel hands grabbing my ass, pulling me closer. I can feel his arousal on my thigh, the tingle between my legs growing into need. A low growl erupts as we break the seal. I look up into beautiful emerald green eyes laced with lust and it makes my breath catch.
“That was for teasing me with that ass shot,” Aiden says as he takes a hand full of my ass and squeezes. I’m trapped in the aura of Aiden that I don’t even remember there’s a game happening. I have to take a step back to regain my own senses, to break his hold on me.
“What the— How the h—,“ I stutter, not being able to form a sentence. I hear laughing and look over at Damon, who’s shaking his head at us. Looking away from Aiden brings me back to the present. I blow out a breath and look back to Aiden, who smirks a knowing smile. I grab my beer and chug the rest of it.
“Ben,” Aiden’s deep voice yells out without looking away, “Addison needs another beer.”
“Aiden! How’s it going, man?” Ben yells back. This has Aiden turning and walking his way. They shake hands as Ben hands him my beer. Aiden walks with such confidence and strength, I bite my bottom lip as I drink him in, appraising his body. A slow, smug smile appears on his face with a devilish glint in his eyes.
“So, you want to put your money where your mouth is?” Aiden asks as he gets to the table and sits down on my stool.
I arch my eyebrow. “What are you talking about?” I look over at Damon for help, but he is staring at Syd, who is talking to a group of people we met earlier. He doesn’t look happy. A loud laugh has me looking back at Aiden. “Sucks, brother. Doesn’t it?” he says as he slaps him on the back.
“Fuck you,” Damon barks as he pushes off the chair and heads to the bar. I’m so confused. What did I miss?
“Inside joke?” I ask.
He smirks and nods. “Anyway, you asked if I’m afraid of losing. Do you want to bet that the Cowboys will win?” He smiles. I look at the score and it’s almost the end of the third quarter. The Cowboys are up by seven points. I look back to Aiden and narrow my eyes.
“What’s the bet?” I ask playfully as I take a drink. My tongue darts out to lick my bottom lip and catches a drop of beer.
“Woman, you constantly test my self-control,” he growls as he adjusts himself. I giggle before taking another drink. “So, the bet… If I win, I get to take you on a date, anywhere, doing anything, no questions asked.” He sports a sexy half grin, revealing one of his dimples.
I twist my lips. “And if I win?”
He shrugs. “You pick.”
“Hmm… okay, if I win you take me to the next Giants vs. Cowboys game and you have to wear a Dallas Cowboys jersey.” I see him swallow and glance up at the TV looking at the score. “Are you scared?” I tease.
What am I talking about? I am. Anywhere, doing anything, no questions asked? That makes my blood pressure rise just thinking about it.
“Nope, not at all. I know my boys are going to come through. So is it a bet?” He puts his hand out to shake on it. I hesitate. Do I really want to give him that much control over me for a night? I’m not usually one to just sit back and enjoy the ride.
Well, unless he’s the ride.
Oh, what the hell! I reach out and grab his hand, and he pulls me to him. “May the best team win.” He smirks. Instead of letting me go, he pulls me in between his legs. “By the way, you look hot and I am not kidding about you, me, and those boots.” He rubs his hand where he slapped my ass.
Which reminds me… “By the way, you ever slap me again, you’re going to lose a hand,” I whisper in his ear.
“Mmm… there’s my feisty girl.”
Chapter Forty
“OKAY! I’LL TAKE you to meet him,” I say as I bring the straw to my lips, drinking the last few drops of my iced chai tea latte. All that is left is a full cup of ice. I sigh, shaking the cup.
I’ve been looking forward to spending today with Sydney this whole week. The change in weather seems to have brought all the crazies out. Every day we’re inundated with new crime scenes, which meant late nights. Weeks like this make me question humanity. They also make me more aware of my surroundings. Like the man sitting on the bench across the street from us. He’s reading a newspaper—at least that is what he wants us to think. Every time I glance in his direction, our gazes lock for a brief second before he looks down. He’s tall and muscular and from what I can see of his face, he looks eerily familiar, especially his eyes. I can’t seem to place where I’ve seen him before.
