Hawk
He grinned. "I need to explain sothin’ to you, baby. You challenging only makes want you more—"
"Well, I have no intention of not challenging you, so it looks like we might be at an impasse."
"Shit, an impasse." His grin widened. "That’s just gonna make this all the more fun."
I blinked. "I’m afraid you’re going to be stuck playing with yourself on this one."
He cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing along my jaw. "Gorgeous and funny. Baby, you’re just puttin’ the nail in your own coffin."
"Lovely," I retorted. "You’re planning on burying ?"
"The only thing I plan to bury is inside you, so wrap your mind around that, Payton. You need a day to co to terms with that fact, then, I’ll give you the day. But I always get what I want."
"As romantic and appealing as that sounds, handso, you’re barking up the wrong tree. But you feel free to fantasize all you want. Day after tomorrow when you still can’t find , you’ll figure it out."
Alex lifted my chin, his smile softening from leering to sweet and sexy.
Well, crap!
"When I find you tomorrow, baby, you and I are going to have a very intense conversation before I share those fantasies with you. And as far as hard to get, I’ll be hard when I get you, but you’ll enjoy every minute of it."
He leaned down and kissed again. And I let him. There was no way he’d find tomorrow so I might as well enjoy the hell out of this kiss. I’d kissed a lot of n in my ti, and by far, this was the best. After a few seconds, I smiled against his lips and patted his chest. "You can kiss, Alex, I’ll give you that. Hope that holds you over for a while."
"I think I can wait until tomorrow."
I chuckled and smiled up at him. "You won’t find , bub. You can’t."
"Challenge accepted, beautiful."
He leaned down to kiss again, but this ti, I stopped him. "I’m going back inside."
Alex let go and I walked back to the group. Macey and Dani were in the middle of a heated debate about our favorite zombie show, while Booker watched with amusent at the varying opinions.
"Back up, Pay," Macey demanded. "Daryl?"
"Sexy as hell," I said.
"Ew! No way," Dani said. "He’s so... I don’t know... just, no."
"What season are you on?" I asked.
"Just finished the first."
I giggled. "Wait it out, Dani. You’ll see."
"I think we’ll stop where we are," Booker said.
Dani wrapped her arms around her husband’s waist. "Don’t worry, honey, I’ll never find anyone sexier than you."
He slipped his hand to the back of her neck and kissed her temple, but didn’t comnt. From the size of her grin, I figured they’d shared sothing secret.
"Um, can I confirm sothing with you?" I asked.
"Of course." Dani frowned. "Everything okay?"
"You wouldn’t give my information to anyone, would you? Like my number or address?"
"No," Booker said. "Didn’t matter who asked. You don’t want your info out, we won’t give it out."
I nodded. "Thanks."
"You got a problem with soone I need to take care of?"
"No. Thank you," I rushed to say. "If you don’t share my information with anyone, there’ll be nothing to take care of."
Booker looked at sothing over my head and I turned to see Alex watching us. I turned back toward Booker and forced myself not to smile in triumph.
"What have you done, missy?" Macey whispered.
"I haven’t done anything," I whispered back. "That’s the point."
She giggled. "Can’t wait to hear the story."
"I’ll share everything on the way ho."
"Deal." Macey raised an eyebrow. "Where’s your wine?"
"Hmm. Must have lost it sowhere." I grinned.
"Well, let’s get you so more."
"Lead the way," I said, and Macey grinned and headed to the kitchen.
"Oh my god, Pay. He said all of that?" Macey asked as I drove ho. We’d slipped out when Alex had put Lily to bed. The last thing I wanted him to see was which car I drove. He could trace through my license plate if he had that ability.
"Yep." I nodded. "Weird, right?"
"Um, no, not weird necessarily."
"What?" I glanced at her when we stopped at a red light. "You’re not thinking this is romantic are you?"
She shrugged. "Oh, I don’t know. As long as he doesn’t cross the line between romance and creepy stalker dude, then yeah, it’s kind of romantic."
"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?"
Macey laughed. "Dallas has reford ."
"Remind to hug him... or hit him next ti I see him."
"You got it," she said. "So what are you going to do?"
"Nothing." I drove through the green light and headed to Macey’s. "I don’t have to do anything, right? He can’t find , so I’ll just see him if I go to another party, which I won’t for a while, by the way. So, it’s all good."
Macey giggled. "Okay, honey."
"What?"
"Nothing," she said, overly sweet and innocent like. "I’m just going to sit back and watch the show."
"I hate you so much right now."
"I know. And let tell you, I’m loving that."
"Suck it, Mace."
"I plan to... when Dallas gets ho."
"Ew! Mace! Ew, ew, ew."
She laughed and I pulled into the parking garage and into her extra space. I watched her as she continued to giggle, but she followed when I got out of the car, so I waited out her mirth which finally stopped once we’d walked into her apartnt and poured wine.
The rest of the night was gratefully not on the subject of Alex ’Hawk’ Jas.
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