Chapter 32: 32. Flirting.
How did we get to this position? How did I let us reach this position? Who am I kidding? When have I ever been in control of how things played out since I t this man?
Sitting on a table inside my room, which he obviously put
on, the lights are off, leaving the little shimrs of the crescent moon streaming in through the closed windows as my source of illumination.
Standing in front of
between my legs is Duke... Duke Grand. His hands are on the table on both sides of my thighs, his face is leaning close to mine and his eyes are fixated on
in such a way that makes
forget the cold weather outside this room.
Why are we in this position? Because I refused to listen to his explanation and he wants
to listen... By peace or by force.
He still slls of rosemary though. Dear God in heaven, help ... I hate that scent with passion. Should I tell him? That, that scent is the major reason I don’t want him near
right now. It’s filling up my nostrils and I hate it!
"I ran into her just outside the restroom." He starts
"You really don’t have to explain any—"
"Of course I was going to walk away from her without saying a thing," Well obviously he is going to do as he pleases, "But then she walked towards , tripped herself and fell into my arms like a cliche in a very very low budget film."
"If you shoved her off instantly, you wouldn’t reek of her so much." I mumble without restraint. What is wrong with !
"I did shove her off, but sohow her necklace had been entangled with the brooch on my cravat... Again, like a cliché from a low budget film. It took a while to untangle the brooch and the necklace. And that was it, nothing more, nothing less. Nothing happened."
This man, seriously, he didn’t have to explain everything in detail. Even though I told him again and again that he seriously doesn’t need to explain anything to , he goes ahead and explains everything.
Typical Alicia, just like he said, she was using up all her cliché moves. First it was spilling wine on him, then falling into his arms, entangling herself with him... She was really trying hard.
Trying hard to steal from
again. But the object of her thieving mind and body was none other than Duke... An incredibly strange man who for so equally strange reasons does not seem to find Alicia attractive.
"Do you understand now?" He asks, tilting his head to the side and moving an inch closer to , causing
to lean backwards even more.
I nod quietly, "Any more doubts?" He asks again and I shake my head. "Good girl." He says with a smile as he suddenly takes his hand to my head and strokes my hair like I’ve been an obedient puppy.
"Now that that is settled, remind
what parts of your entire outfit tonight is bothering you, and Dukey Dearest will help you do away with them."
Maybe it’s his straightforward words or the fact that he just referred to himself as Dukey dearest, or just the way his eyes seem to be flirting with
right now, or possibly the rhythm in his voice as he says those words... Whichever it is, sothing just makes
flush and when I say flush, I an flush from chest to head.
"Do not taunt ." I shyly say, trying to push him away from my side as I lean further back and turn my face away from him.
"Why? Do you know how glad I was to finally hear you call my na?" I shift my gaze back to him for a mont and I can tell he’s not lying. He sincerely looks happy about it. "In such an endearing manner for that matter."
Again I turn my face from him and try to push him once more, but who am I kidding? The man is a rock! "Go away, stop teasing ." I can’t even hear my own voice clearly, I sound so stupid right now with such a low sound coming out of my mouth in the form of my voice. Where did my voice go?!
"Why? It’s sothing I enjoy doing." He leans in closer.
"Stop it. One will mistake it with you flirting with ." What did I just say?
"Why, I am." He purrs into the air and my entire body warns
to move back away from this predator in front of
so I lean back again, only to lose my balance but then his hand wraps around my waist and all my effort to back away from him are thrown in the bin as he pulls
closer to his body.
My arms naturally rest on his shoulders as he presses my chest upon his own and brings our face closer together. "I am flirting with you Dearest."
"Why?"
"Because you’re the only one I want to flirt with." He professes so effortlessly like the words leaving his mouth are the most natural and right thing to say.
My body is starting to get hotter and hotter, and I hate to admit it but I can feel that place between my legs pulsate with desire.
I must be out of my mind.
"Well if you’re going to flirt with , flirt with
without the scent of Alicia all over you. You reek of rosemary and it’s disturbing." I blurt out like a fool.
Champagne! Champagne! Champagne!! What the heck did you just say?!!
Did you just say you want him to flirt with you?! That is practically what you just said!!! Champagne!
I am screaming to myself in my head. I am so shocked that I just said those words. I can’t believe it. Did I really just tell him to flirt with ?
Oh Dear God please take
now. I can’t even look away from him because of embarrassnt.
"Oh, sorry about that." He says.
"N_no I—"
"I should have changed my clothes before coming to you." He continues...
"No really I—"
"But it’s fine... I can just take them off right now."
Dear God, I need your help again... I am about to really lose my mind!
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