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stick to it. Like your little picket fence. Life is something
you live and you can’t plan for it sometimes, hell, most of the time. That’s
what I want to do, see what’s out here in the world. Find what fits into my
life that’s missing, just live and see where I end up. Like here, right now.
With you.”
    The intensity of his words felt as if she were facing down
the entire Roman army, lined up in front of her, waiting for her answer.
Defend, or conquer?
    Deflect.
    “I do travel, I mean, I don’t just sit in my house and dream
up things. I go out and see life.”
    “But do you live it? Do you try new things? When is the last
time you took a chance and did something new?”
    “Today.”
    “Before me.”
    “No comment.”
    “That’s what I thought.” His eyes penetrated hers and she
just couldn’t help but be a bit persuaded. This was the biggest, yet flat out
straight ploy anyone had ever taken to get her into bed. Which in itself felt
like a compliment. The contrast of him telling her straight out, without guilt,
what he wanted, against his natural obvious charm and appeal, made her head
spin. In a not so bad way.
    “You figured out all this after an hour, and one drink.”
    He grinned with satisfaction. “If you’re observant, and we both
are, it’s not that hard. I don’t know everything about you but I know
everything I need to know to tell you I’m curious, you excite me, and I want
more. Lots more. It really can be that easy, you just have to let it be. I’ll
show you. What do you say?”
    She’d already given in to the fact that there was no way she
could get up and walk away from him. No one had ever laid out that he wanted
her, point blank, and felt confident that saying it didn’t rate him an asshole.
Authority never had appealed to her, but he wasn’t telling her what she was
going to do, he asked. Teasing her with the knowledge that he knew damn well
she wanted to.
    His sharp awareness of every little thing going on between
them felt so intense. Highly personal but not intrusive. Had he been focused on
just himself, she’d have sensed it, and it would have changed everything. But
he wasn’t. He focused on her, with an intensity that felt as if he actually
cared, that she mattered. She could almost see him watching, learning with
every word that came out of her mouth. He was a contrast of totally assured and
self-possessed, mildly confrontational, but easygoing and down-to-earth all at
the same time. No mistake, she wanted more of him. Like he said, lots more.
    “What are you going to show me?” Her voice came out nearly a
whisper.
    He shifted on the seat, leaning closer to her. “First, I’m
going to take you home with me. I’m going to make you some really, really good
chocolate cappuccino, because you are going to need the caffeine, and chocolate
is just plain sexy. Then I’m going to do things to you that are going to make
you so glad Al left me in the library to go have a little fling with Derrin,
that you won’t even believe it.”
    His words were like a long, spiraling dart, descending
slowly, so slowly, down the center of her belly, right between her legs. Her
thighs tensed together, a quiver running through them. God she was sitting in a
bar getting wet just from some guy talking to her. She blocked, to cover her
quickly melting reserve.
    “Pretty confident, aren’t we?” Confident my ass, the man
is fearless!
    “And you are going to discover that you can do things to me
that’ll probably have me screaming your name to the neighbors.”
    This time the shudder passed all the way through her, the
vision of them connected head to toe, his tanned face contorted with ecstasy.
“You’re assuming quite a bit about me.”
    He gave a shrug and the now familiar grin, clearly her lack
of affirmation didn’t dissuade him. “I have faith.”
    “In what?”
    “You, for one. Tell me you have no idea how to make a man
wild, Teryn—even if you haven’t had the chance to do