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now? “Oh,” she said as she stuffed a fork full of food in her mouth.
     
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    Draco took another bite and thought she was driving him completely insane! With that talking/mumbling shit that was just too cute. And did she have to walk around in those sexy as hell clothes, teasing him with just hints of damn skin? Skin he wanted to touch and taste so bad he itched?
    Then she insulted him twice, in his damn face! Once saying his own brother was too nice of a guy to even be related to him, then that shit about cops. What the fuck was that all about? He wondered and not for the first time.
    Then that sweet ‘sorry’ of hers, which he had a feeling was more about dropping the plates than the insults she threw out at him.
    When he grabbed her hand to help her up off the floor, her small hand wrapped in his felt like silk. He liked just holding her hand. What the shit was that about ? He was thirty-four years old and he stopped hand holding at fifteen. Then , pulling her chair out for her. He did not do shit like that!
    And yeah, her liking his cooking was fine but did she have to moan, with that post orgasmic look on that gorgeous face? Then she had to up all that gorgeousness and smile—right at him! The kind of smile that makes a man want to do damn near anything just to get another one of those damn gorgeous smiles.
    Insane! Completely insane! That was where she was sending him.
    And what the hell was up with her not drinking? Ever? He looked at her then. She was of age, wasn’t she? Oh fuck, is she under twenty-one ? Did he seriously just offer alcohol to a minor?
    “How old are you?” he barked, a little too gruffly, but shit, she had to be over twenty-one. Right? Please, fuck, be over twenty-one, he mentally begged.
    She jerked her head up and narrowed her eyes at him. “Excuse me?”
    “You are over twenty-one, aren’t you?” He damn near begged.
    Looking him right in the eyes, “I will be next month,” she said so sweetly with just a slight tilt to her head.
    “Fuckin’ hell!” he groaned. Then watched her lip twitch right before she busted out laughing and fuck if that wasn’t sexy too.
    “Bet you’re glad I didn’t take you up on that beer, huh, Kojak?” she questioned, still giggling.
    He just stared at her for a moment, then two. She was only twenty, and he was…too damn old to be thinking what he had been thinking.
    “Trying to catch flies?” she asked, and when he still didn’t answer or move, she leaned over and placed her hand under his chin and pushed his mouth closed, then slid her fingers slowly back. “Relax, super sleuth. I’m twenty-six. But thanks for the compliment, even if you didn’t intend it that way.” She sat back and started eating again, like she didn’t just scare the piss out of him and turn him on at the same damn time.
    Okay, I have to get this woman out of my house, he told himself.
    “Serves you right for asking a woman her age,” she said, adding a small side smile that was just cute as hell.
    “After we eat, wanna watch the movie?” he asked her before he even realized what the hell he was doing.
    She looked down at the DVD that was still lying on the table, staring at it hard, like it was the answer to every prayer she ever had. Oh, hell no! His brain screamed, while his body screamed, Damn! as he watched her bite at her bottom lip. He wanted to bite that lip, lick it, along with many, many other places he could list that he could lick. All damn night.
    She looked back up at him. “I should really get going,” she finally said, sounding a little sad.
    Not yet! He wanted to yell, but instead he said, “Come on, you know you wanna and it’s supposed to be really good.” He picked up the box and waved it back and forth, then brought it closer to his face. “Watch me, watch me,” he repeated in a somewhat higher voice. She smiled at him, then giggled, and damn if he didn’t care if he was acting like a complete moron.
    “Okay, but first I