Page 24 of Brutal Sin

“I do do vegetables,” he countered. “What I don’t do is put up with people’s shit. I’m just sorry you got caught in the crossfire.”

“Really?” She quirked a disbelievingbrow.

“Yeah. Really.”

She gave a soft snort and threw her handbag onto the passenger seat. “Thanks for letting meknow.”

“Does that mean we’re goodnow?”

She nibbled her bottom lip. There was no seduction. Only contemplation. And holy shit, it was worth more on a sexual scale than any lip bite he’d previously witnessed. The sight sent his mind into a rapid rewind to the night in the locker room. Her body resting against his. Her moans filling hisears.

“I supposeso.”

His dick started cashing checks his mind wasn’t willing to pay. “I’m glad to hear it.” He backtracked, getting out of there. Fast. “I’ll see you around.”

“Nope.” She slid into the driver’s seat. “I won’t beback.”

“Then, I guess it was nice knowingyou.”

She chuckled again and began closing her door. “I wouldn’t go that far, either.”

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