body taking up its entire length. “Last night was just a bit of fun.”
“I don’t think she had quite the same idea.”
Cole hit her with that vivid smile of his. “She didn’t seem to have a problem with it last night. Seems there was a lot of thanking God and.”
Lilah rolled her eyes. “Oh. So you’re a player. Good to know.”
“Why? You interested in taking a ride?”
Lilah was appalled. “Hell no. I like my men with a little integrity.” She took the time to infuse as much disdain and disgust into her voice as she possibly could and turned away from him, pulling her sunglasses back down over her eyes. What an ass!
“Sure you do, sweetheart. You just keep telling yourself that.”
Who the hell did this guy think he was, talking to her like that? Just because he was chivalrous enough to help get Ellie’s rust bucket started yesterday didn’t mean he could just be a complete and total asshole today. Did women really fall for this? Is this how he ended up with that redhead in his bed last night? If so, then she totally deserved waking up to an empty bedroom this morning.
Part of her wanted to call her brothers and tell them what a class-A jerk this Cole Bennett was. One of them—hell, probably all of them—would be more than willing to come out and remind him how to treat a lady. But, not only was she supposed to be out on her own and not relying on her family, but it really wasn’t like Cole had done anything to actually hurt her. He was just an ass. An incredibly good-looking ass, if you were into that whole rugged and world-wise look.
Which Lilah, apparently, was.
She spent the rest of the time at the pool totally annoyed by the fact that he wouldn’t leave. Here she was, trying to relax and feeling more than a little awkward because she was stretched out in the lounge chair next to this gorgeous asshole who just propositioned her. This gorgeous asshole who ‘didn’t do girlfriends’. This gorgeous asshole who kept commanding her attention, just when she thought she was tired of thinking about him, her thoughts would start spinning with the strange combination of battery jumping hero, sun-brown skin and blonde hair, and that poor angry redhead, staggering down the sidewalk all disheveled and furious.
You interested in taking a ride?
Hell no, answered her mind, her scruples, her self-worth. FUCK YES! Screamed her traitorous body.
Lilah was not interested in frivolous anything. One night stands were not in her vocabulary. But lying here by the pool, her eyes and thoughts continuing to stray back to Cole’s strong body, his high cheekbones and broad jaw, the weather-worn crinkles near his eyes, and Lilah found herself wondering what it would be like to be with such a manly man.
Would he take her? All rough and dominant? What would it be like to have those work-tough hands scraping across her body? Would he let her ride him? She got stuck thinking about what it be like to look down and see him underneath her. His eyes, so stormy and expressive. What would they look like, burning up at her as she writhed on top of him? Lilah shivered as a wave of pleasure rode through her body and damn if she didn’t get just a little wet.
The thing was, she wasn’t going to be living in this apartment forever. She would live here long enough to prove to her brothers that she could survive on her own and then she would return to her comfy house on her parents’ property. So, if she did go ahead and have a one night stand with Cole Bennett, it’s not like she would run into him time and time again and embarrass herself. And if she went into the whole thing knowing what she was getting into, well, he wouldn’t be using her so much as she was using him. Or, really, they would be using each other, right?
“You’re thinking about it aren’t you?” Cole’s voice interrupted her thoughts and her eyes flew to his.
“Thinking about what?” she asked even though she one hundred percent knew what Cole