You’re rude and overbearing. Plus, you show up to my home—”
“Are we not past that already,” he interrupted with a roll of his eyes.
Lifting her hand in a universal sign of ‘stop’, she effectively put a halt to any more interruptions, her hazel eyes squinted in anger at his condescending behavior. “You barge in and make yourself at home—”
“Nope. You invited me in, if you recall,” he said with a smile.
“Stop interrupting me, Conall,” she yelled out in exasperation. Not realizing she called him by his first name, she paused to see if he would cooperate. She waited until he nodded at her to continue speaking, although the smirk never left his face. “You insult me, and then you simply assume that I’m going to go out with you. You know what they say about people who assume, right?” Crossing her legs, she leaned back, “I don’t even like you, so you can leave now. Forget I ever came to see you about my brother. I made a mistake and I’ll make sure not to repeat it.”
The look on Conall’s face was too wicked to even describe. His eyes were half-mast and the intensity with which he looked at her made her squirm.
“Damn. You have no idea how fucking sexy that was. Oh yes, this is going to be fun. I can promise you that.” Uncrossing his legs and leaning forward, Conall’s hands fell to his thighs, making a loud sound in the room.
It immediately brought to mind the visual of a hand smacking the soft flesh of a woman’s ass. Her gasp filled the room as a mental picture of Conall driving his thick cock inside of her while smacking her ass popped into her mind. His voice broke into her X-rated thoughts.
“Fine, I’ll give you time. But only because I enjoy a good chase. So today is Tuesday, that means you have three days to get used to the idea that we’ll be going out. I have some other business things to deal with over the next few days, but I’ll clear my schedule for Friday evening.” Mouth agape as she stared at him, she shook her head as he continued, “I will wine and dine you and soon enough you’ll be putty in my hands. I’ll try to take it easy on you though. I know my animal magnetism can be overwhelming at times.” He winked at her as he pumped his own ego.
“Oh, brother,” she couldn’t help but say out loud. “Are you really this conceited?”
“No conceit here. Just confidence. I’m simply stating the facts, sweetheart. I’ll pick you up on Friday at seven.” In one swift motion, he moved to stand and she jumped up as well. Bringing her body within inches of his.
“Are you forcing me to go out with you? Because I distinctly remember that I already said no.” Practically vibrating with anger, not just at him, but at herself for reacting to him the way she had. Focused on calming her breathing, she tried to silently count to ten. If she didn’t get a hold of herself, she would hyperventilate.
Conall took a step in her direction, bringing his body to within an inch of hers. Tilting her head back, she couldn’t help but appreciate the man in front of her. His face held the barest hint of late-day beard stubble, which was sexy as hell on any man. But on Conall, it was panty-soaking sexy. Perfectly formed lips were curled up at the edges. The green of his eyes reminded her of the rolling meadows of fresh, summer grass and were framed by long, thick, eyelashes that most women would kill for. Oh yes, he’s too fine for his own good she thought to herself.
“I would never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. If you really didn’t want to go, I would know it. I would feel it. Your eyes…your body…the way you’re leaning toward me now, well, that tells me differently. What we’re doing right now, well, baby, this is just foreplay.” One of his hands reached up to grip her neck and the strength in that one motion made her sway. He just stared at her as she looked at his mouth, almost willing him to do something. “Can you feel