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I need to run him off before everything gets more complicated.
“Good, then at least I’ll be able to figure out your name.”
Hmm. I don’t have a snappy come back for that. I can only shake my head and snort.
This guy is impossible.
Impossibly good-looking.
Impossibly persistent.
Impossibly charming.
Just plain impossible!
It kind of makes me wish I’d met him before…well, before my life imploded.
I shove the thought away before it can take root. The fact of the matter is that I didn’t. Cole is in the here and now, and I’m…broken. The sooner he realizes that, the better off we’ll both be.
“Holy shit.” His hand flies to his mouth as his golden eyes widen with exaggeration. “I think you might have chuckled.”
The way his gaze roves over my face only makes the edges of my lips twitch even more. He really is impossible. Being the smart-ass he apparently is (that’s strike five), he gasps in mock astonishment. “And a smile. An honest-to-goodness smile. I wasn’t sure it was possible.”
I roll my eyes, all the while trying to get my facial muscles under control. It’s not as easy as it should be.
“See, you like me.” He winks before adding with just a hint of arrogance, “You want to date me.”
My brows snap together. “Oh, that reminds me, please refrainfrom telling people I’m your girlfriend.” There. The smile has been completely wiped away.
“You will be.” He looks smug and way too self-confident about his prediction. It’s perplexing and…oddly attractive.
Damn.
Damn.
Damn.
Disconcerted by how this conversation is unraveling, I shake my head. “No, sorry. I don’t date.”
“That’s good, because I don’t want my girlfriend dating other guys. It sets a bad precedent.”
I draw in a steady breath before reiterating, “I’m not your girlfriend. And I have no intention of becoming your girlfriend.” I have no intention of becoming anyone’s girlfriend. That’s when it hits me. “Oh, I get it. You think this is a game and I’m playing hard to get. Let me disabuse you of that notion.”
Why is it always this way?
Whatever Cole thinks is happening here needs to end. It’s getting out of control. I’m not interested. All right, maybe I’m a little interested, but that’s beside the point. I’m not here to find a man.
“I think I know how to solve this.”
Before he can ask any questions, I push into his space until my body is aligned against his. Little tingles of awareness dance across my flesh as my breasts press against the solid wall of his…oh my…powerfully built chest.
I almost lose focus as my breath hitches.
Gazing up into those tawny-colored eyes, I pour all the hunger I can’t allow myself to feel into that one lustful look. Unable to resist the opportunity, I stroke my hands over his pecs until they’re sliding up and over the broad set of his shoulders.
Jeez. This guy is hard all over.
I gulp as that thought rings unwantedly throughout my head and tingles of awareness shoot down to my core in response.
