Page 101 of Playing With Secrets
“How so?”
My heart fills with warmth as I recollect my time with Jami. “When I hang out with him, we talk and laugh about things. We’re friends who enjoy each other.”
“We behave the same way.”
“Not really. When I’m with you, things get…”
He raises his eyebrows. “Get what?”
“There’s a lot of relationship and sexual pressure.”
“Does that bother you?”
“It’s difficult for me to understand because I’ve always been attracted to you. My body and heart say one thing when my mind says another.”
“That should tell you something.” Hunter’s eyes glow like the cat that just ate the canary.
My brow furrows. “What would that be?”
“You and I have passion. You want me and I want you. I don’t want to be just friends, and after that disclosure, I’m thinking you don’t either.”
Why did I say anything?
“Hunter, you’re reading me wrong.”
“Am I? I know you and your reactions. I’ve been studying them for months.”
He saunters over to me and whispers in my ear, “Beauty, you’re pent-up. That means your body holds all the promises of the most sensual heaven a man could ever know.”
Sex with him is amazing.
“Hunter, stop.” I press my thighs together to hide my reaction.
He continues, despite my pleas. “Come to my place tonight and let yourself go because I want to experience heaven with you. I think you want it too, so let me give you the release you so desperately need.”
My breath hitches and warmth spreads through my lower abdomen.
Good God, what is he doing other than getting me all hot and bothered?
Hunter’s warm breath blankets my neck, causing goosebumps to spread across my skin. “Jamison fucked up by only wanting to be friends with you. Now I’m first in line at Heaven’s gates, so open up and let me in.”
My lips part to say no, but his spicy and seductive cologne whirls around me. My insides clench on reflex. If I open my mouth, I’m sure to say the wrong thing.
I haven’t had sex in a while, and after last night with Jamison, I’m about ready to combust on words alone.
Stop this, Dori!
“Hunter… I can’t, not when I’m… It wouldn’t be right.”
“Beauty, don’t run from this. We want each other and there’s nothing wrong with admitting that.”
“Hunter…”
“Tell me I’m not reading you correctly and I’ll stop.”
I’m about to blow up into tiny sex-starved pieces and beg him to put me back together. His invitation has my body responding in ways I know will take me right back to going back and forth between him and Jami.
Take control, Dori, and do what’s right.
