Page 83 of Infatuation

“Fine.” He closes his eyes briefly, and when he opens them, he’s clearly got his Casanova face on. “Um. Oh, hi there, pretty brunette lady with glasses. I’m Hennessy. I was wondering, is your name ‘Wi Fi’ by any chance?”

I make a face. “Is my name‘Wi Fi’?” I ask, not comprehending his meaning.

“Yeah, because I really feel aconnectionto you.”

We all laugh together.

“I told you, I have no idea,” Henn says, smiling shyly. “The initial approach is the hardest thing for me.”

“You just have to act like it’s a foregone conclusion,” Josh says. “Make her think it’s her lucky day you’ve graced her with your attention.”

I roll my eyes. “Oh, this I gotta see. Show us how you do it, Playboy.”

“Oh, you wanna see how I do it, huh?”

“Hell yeah. Razzle-dazzle us, Playboy.”

He smirks. “You sure you can handle it?”

“Pretty sure.”

“Okay, I’ll show you the Playboy razzle-dazzle, but I gotta warn you, even in role-play, it’s gonna make you wanna sleep with me.”

“I’ll risk it.”

“Just sayin’—you’ve been warned.”

“I’ll risk it,” I say again.

“I think you should sign a waiver first.”

I roll my eyes. “Just give it to me already.”

“That’s exactly what you’ll say after I show you the Playboy razzle-dazzle.”

I laugh. “We’ll see about that. Come on.”

“Fine. But we’re at a bar, not Starbucks. At least let me play on my home turf.”

“Okay,” I say. “We’re at a bar.Go.”

Josh slowly gets up from his chair and sidles up to me, taking his sweet time.

“Hey, beautiful,” he says smoothly. “I’m Josh.” He puts out his hand.

I take his hand. “Hi, I’m Kat.”

He leans into me, close enough for me to get a whiff of his cologne, and my knees instantly go weak.

He whispers softly into my ear. “What are you drinking, Kat?”

My clit zings. “A mojito,” I choke out.

He turns to Henn. “Hey, bartender, another mojito for the gorgeous lady with the sexy little cleft in her chin.” He looks at me and levels me with a dark blue smolder that makes my clit pound like a jackhammer. “You ready to get out of here, sweetheart? Because I’m in the mood to make you feel so fucking good,” he whispers, almost inaudibly, skimming his hand down my arm. “Before you answer, you should know: I’ve got a huge dick and I know exactly how to use it to make you scream. All you need to decide is whether you wanna have the night of your life.”

There’s a long beat during which I feel warm wetness literally ooze into the crotch of my panties.

“What do you say, honey? You ready to go?”

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