Page 11 of Ring Me

“I don't think we should do this again.”

“Then I did do something wrong.”

“No!”

He tucked his phone into his back pocket, lifting his shirt from where it was hanging on the dresser. I watched, fascinated, as he forced it over his thick, muscular chest and stomach. “If you loved this arrangement, and I did nothing wrong, why do you want to end it so soon?”

“It's complicated.”

“I don't doubt that.” He walked towards me, and the closer he got, the quicker my pulse became. He sensed it, or maybe he saw it written all over my face—the chemistry between us was explosive. If he wanted to kiss me, I didn't think I'd stop him. And I think he knew it. His attention darted to my mouth, his tongue wetting his lips before he spoke again. “You can't deny our connection. How many people could meet for the first time and click like we did?”

“Who knows,” I said weakly. My argument was pathetic and we both knew it. “Are you trying to say we're special? The RingMe app connected us because it thought we were compatible. Thank the magical programming for being right.”

His face was stoic. “Isn't it possible this is fate?”

I choked on a bitter laugh. “Come on. Fate? Who believes in that?”

“Things happen for a reason.”

“Hard work makes stuff happen, not magical fuzzy ethereal fate.”

Conner shrugged his well-muscled shoulders. “Who knows, I'm just asking you to think it over. Give yourself some time to dwell on what we did tonight before you rush to burn it to ash. Can you give me that much?”

Deep down, I knew I should say no. No, hell no, this thing was fun but it was a one way road to destruction. I'd wanted to explore my sexual fantasies, that was all. I couldn't do that safely anymore because I was drawn to him in a way that made my heart throb. Damn emotions. Why did they wreck everything?

“Fine,” I said, before I could stop myself. His eyes twinkled, his demeanor instantly happier. “I'll think it over. But don't be surprised if you don't hear from me again. I'm stubborn, and I listen to my gut.”

“A dangerous combination,” he said, smirking. Leaning close, he slid some of my hair behind my ear, setting my skin ablaze where he made contact. “For the record, I loved everything we did tonight. I hope we see each other again... and soon.”

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