Page 73 of Love Off Course

“You heard the hottie! I’m his boyfriend!”

Sheridan rolls her eyes. “Don’t you have work to do?”

“Only thing I have to do is you.” I grin at her. “I’ve been thinking about it since the moment I let you walk away.”

“You didn’t let me do anything.” Her brows furrow. “And who says I’m going to do you? Awfully full of yourself, bird boy.”

“I see you’re still stinging with those barbs,abejita.” I rake my gaze down her front. She’s wearing a linen dress that’s starched stiff. Her hair has been straightened into its sleek, signature look. All it makes me want to do is rip her dress off and muss up her hair.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she warns. “Or else.”

“Ma’am, is this man bothering you?” the clerk asks from the café doorway.

“Yeah, he is,” Sher tattles. “But we can handle him.”

The woman shoots us a confused look before shrugging and leaving.

“How am I looking at you?” I lift a brow.

“Like you’re going to fuck me right here in front of Estefania and Damian,” Sheridan sasses.

“Can we put it to a vote?” Damian asks. “I totally vote yes.” He elbows Estefania, making her grunt. “Her vote is yes too. Now get naked, beautiful people. Papa needs to see some pilot peen!”

“It’s been put to a vote,” I say with a one-shouldered shrug. “I guess we have to.”

“I am not sleeping with you in a café!”

“So take me to your room,” I taunt with a wicked grin. “I’ll be quiet. You, on the other hand, will scream my name until I’ve wrung you of many, many orgasms.”

“Camilo!” she shrieks, her face turning red from embarrassment.

“I’m on his side, but no need to go to her room,” Damian says. He pats the table. “You can sit here, handsome. No need to escape. It’s already been put to a vote.”

“I’m trying to have a meeting with my friends.” Sheridan glowers at me.

“Brunch doesn’t count as a meeting.”

“Meeting is over,” Estefania says as she stands. “Sherrie-dan missed her handsome pilot and I have to meet with a handsome assistant upstairs.” Of course she’d be eager to bail to go spend time with her boy toy, Kyle.

Damian hugs me and then Estefania does. They do the same with Sheridan. Eventually, they leave us. Sheridan seems eager now that they’re gone.

“What now?” she asks, smoothing her palm down over her hair.

Yep, totally fucking that hair up soon.

“Now we play.”

She frownswhen we step out of the cab. Rather than taking her straight to bed like I wanted, I decided she needed to loosen up first. Plus, I quite enjoy poking at her a little. Call it foreplay. She’s hot as hell when she gets mad or flustered. Seeing her in front of a miniature golf place with her brows furrowed in confusion damn near gets me hard.

“Ready to get your ass kicked in putt-putt golf?”

Her lip curls up. “What is this?”

I mimic holding a club and pretend to hit my imaginary golf ball. “Like real golf but less boring and takes more skill.”

She scoffs. “Real golf takes skill.”

“Accurate. Putt-putt takesmoreskill, though.”

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