Page 27 of Taming Irish

“Colleen was wrong. I’m not looking for…fun.”

He chuckles again, giving me a cocky smirk like he knows every dirty thought that runs through my head. “Ye sounded interested lastnight.”

My cheeks warm as I remember the pathetic message I left. “Iwas…”

Shit.

“Ye were what?” He leans incloser.

“I didn’t know you’d actually showup.”

“Ah, so ye were looking for some kinky phonesex.”

“No.” I cover my face with my hands and blow out a breath that’s mixed with embarrassment and frustration. “Oh my God, you’reinsufferable.”

He peels my hands away, rubbing his callused thumbs across the inside of my wrists. “How about trying tosufferone night withme?”

His gaze searches mine. Hot. Intense. And yet playful, all at the sametime.

I chew on the inside of mylip.

It’s like the universe hand-wrapped and delivered every dark, irresistible temptation right to mydoorstep.

I know what Quinn would say. She’d tell me to go for it. But this man, despite his easy-going nature, has danger written all over him. I know I’m going to regret it the second the words are out of my mouth. “Okay.”

“Okay?” One brow arches and his gaze searchesmine.

“I’ll go on a…datewith you.” Which is another thing I have no experiencewith.

His grin broadens and his gaze trails down my body. “Ye might want to put some clothes on. I mean, I wouldn’t protest if ye wanted to go like that,but…”

I tighten my grip around the towel that’s barely covering me. “You want to go now? It’s barelynoon.”

He chuckles lightly. “I’m not giving ye a chance to backout.”

Holding my gaze, those sage eyes mix with so many damn emotions and promises I don’t know which one to focuson.

“I…” Get so freaking tongue-tied with this man. “Give me tenminutes-”

He grunts and shakes hishead.

“What?” Iask.

“I have a sister, so I know what ten minutesmeans.”

“I’ll be quick.” I open the door and let him in. “Youcan…”

“I’ll just wait in the living room.” He moves through the house with the ease of someone who’s been here before, and it makes me wonder just how well he knowsColleen.

A touch of jealousy presses against my ribs, and I immediately push it away. If I’m already feeling a slight possessiveness over the man now, how much worse would it be if I actually slept withhim?

“I’ll be rightback.”

He sits down on the couch, stretching out his long legs. “Ten minutes, or I’m coming in there afterye.”

It’s a playful threat. One that has my knees turning to rubber and making my mind go to all sorts of naughtyplaces.

I turn quickly, hoping he doesn’t see the heat that’s crept into my face, and make a quick stop in the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine before heading to the bedroom tochange.

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