Page 67 of On the Shore


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“Yes. I just agreed to a one-night stand. Offered for us to get whatever this is out of our systems. And you’re turning me down?” She crossed her arms over her chest, and her face hardened. She was pissed.

“Correct.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want you in my bed for one night, Brinkley Reynolds. It won’t be enough for me.” My tongue swiped out to wet my lips, and her eyes moved there.

“I don’t date athletes. I don’t set myself up to get hurt. You get one night, and that’s it. Final offer.” Her gaze locked with mine, letting me know she wasn’t backing down.

But neither the fuck was I.

“No deal.” My dick strained so hard behind my zipper that it was painfully uncomfortable. But I was going to stand my ground.

“Fine. Let’s leave things as they are, then.” She raised a brow.

“All right. Friends?” I held out my hand. I knew I’d wear her down. This pull was too strong with us. I’d gone my entire life never wanting anything real with anyone before now. I wasn’t going to fuck it up by starting out the wrong way. This woman was going to be worth the wait.

“You’re a stubborn ass.” She slapped my hand away and started putting everything back in the refrigerator. She wiped down the counter, and I cleaned up the floor.

Our drive to her house was quiet, and she stared out the window.

When I pulled in front of her house, she turned to face me. “I will send the announcement over to you tonight to look over. We have a few days to make some tweaks if you don’t like the wording. But it’s pretty brief and to the point.”

“Sounds good. And we’re off tomorrow, so no workout.”

“Right.”

“Am I still invited to Sunday dinner, or are you revoking the invitation?”

“Well, seeing as I’m not the one who invited you, I don’t think it would be fair to uninvite you.”

She was so fucking cute when she was mad.

And what was she even mad about?

The fact that I liked her?

A lot?

“Great. I’ll meet you over here, and we can go together.”

“Fine. That sounds like a plan. Good night,friend.” She pushed her door open, and I jumped out of the car.

“Friends don’t walk one another to the door,” she hissed, glancing over her shoulder at me.

I reached for her arm just as she was about to put the key into the door. I turned her around to face me.

“I will always walk you to the door. Stop being a stubborn ass.” I set one hand on each side of her face, caging her in.

“I’m the stubborn ass?” She shook her head and glared at me.

“Yes. You’re pissed because I don’t want to just fuck you for one night when you know you want the same thing that I do. That makesyoua stubborn ass.”

“You’re so full of yourself. You can’t stand the fact that I don’t want to date you, can you?”

“No. I can’t,” I said dryly. “Because you’re lying.”

“Oh, really? Why would I lie about that?”

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