“Keep lookin’ at me like that, and I’ll haul you to my bike and give you something you can really drool over.”
My eyes narrowed, and I snapped, “Thanks for supporting my wishes. I’m sure I could have attained the same result with organic oil and not have used an aerosol can while I was at it either.”
“Don’t know. But you wouldn’t have attained the same result without herniating a disk or pulling a muscle at the very least.”
“Whatever. Don’t see how that should matter to you.”
A sinister smile crossed his lips. “Matters to me because you’re gonna be in my bed.”
So audacious, this guy!
“Well, that flies in the face of what you said when you followed me out here.”
He considered me briefly. “That’s because Natasha wasn’t the only one who was wrong. I was wrong too.”
“About what?”
“You.”
“Me?”
“Yep.”
I was supremely confused. “So, you didn’t or don’t like me?”
“You just fishin’ for another kiss? Or did you really not get the message the first time?”
“I got the message, but I also heard you say me bein’ in your bed was not gonna happen.”
“And that’s what I was wrong about.”
Seriously, the audacity. “Oh no. You had it quite right. I’m not gonna be in your bed.”
“Yeah. You are. See, what I was most wrong about was that you’re out of my league. You hangin’ with my brothers. Blatantly flirting with Beast− which pissed me off when you got here−but it also gave me a hint, I misjudged you. That kiss though sealed the deal. You’re a fuckin’ dream come true, and I’m comin’ after you.”