Page 7 of Silver Fox Puck

Then I glance at him through my lashes.

“If you’re trying to seduce me with intense eye contact…” I pause. “You should know—I prefer something a little more… hands-on.”

No immediate reaction. Just a flick of his gaze—from my mouth to my eyes—slow, unhurried, exact.

“Seduce?” he murmurs, low and smooth. “Depends.”

That voice—dark velvet and smoke—sinks into my skin like warm whiskey.

I arch a brow, tilting my head. “On what?”

His gaze drops again. Not obvious. Not sleazy. Just a slow, unapologetic sweep.

And when his eyes lift back to mine, they lock. Unmoving.

“Whether you can handle it.”

Oh hell.

Heat licks up my spine. Not just from his words. But from the way he says them. Like it’s not a challenge. Like it’s a fact.

I shift slightly, crossing one leg over the other, as if that will help. Because the warmth has already curled deeper, low in my stomach.

Maybe I should roll my eyes. Drop a sharp remark. Make him work for it.

Instead—I lean in.

Just enough for my perfume to mix with his cologne. Just enough to test his control. Just enough to make sure he feels the shift too.

“That’s a bold assumption.” I let my fingertip trace a lazy swirl into the marble between us.

He doesn’t even blink. “It’s an observation.”

I hum, pretending to consider that. Then I let my gaze drift over him, slow and deliberate.

And then there’s the silver—at his temples and streaked through his beard. Unapologetic. Hot as hell.

“Go ahead then,” he says smoothly. “Make an observation.”

My lips curve.

“Hmm,” I murmur, lips curving. “Let me guess—you don’t do this often.”

“Flirt with strangers in bars.”

A pause. A slow exhale. Then—

“Maybe. Is that meant to deter me?”

His voice stays calm. Even. Controlled.

I smirk. “No.”

His grip tightens around the glass. Barely. Just enough to betray the restraint. And for some reason, that single shift—that smallest reaction—makes my stomach flutter.

I lean in slightly more, lowering my voice just for him. “Silver Fox,” I murmur, testing the words.

He tilts his head, lips twitching.

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