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you.”
    â€œNot in the least.”
    â€œThen what would work?” He tugged on her hand, pulling her to a stop and turning so he faced her. “What would it take to get you to kiss me?”
    She lifted her head and met his pale blue gaze. Her stomach flip-flopped again. It was the main reaction she had to Connor and she had it so often when she was with him it was almost predictable. Nervousness was new. She swallowed it back. “Just ask.”
    He dropped his shoes to the ground and rested his newly empty hand on her hip. “May I kiss you, Tabatha?”
    Smooth as satin, the request moved through her. She arched her back the tiniest bit and licked her lips, wishing she’d refreshed her lip gloss after dinner. “Yes.”
    Sighing deeply, he released her hand and rested his second hand on her other hip, dug his fingers in and pulled her close. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth with his. For a first kiss, she expected something slow and tentative, sort of testing and teasing while they got to know each other. Connor had a different idea.
    Leading with a thrusting tongue, he pushed his way into her mouth. Shock robbed her of breath and had her gasping. He took it as an invitation and thrust deeper while pulling her against him, rocking his hips forward. He wasn’t hard, but he was on the way there, and his mouth was sloppily wet.
    As much as she’d liked spending time with him and talking to him, she equally disliked kissing him. She tried to pull back, but he misread the signal, or ignored it. He pulled her closer still, practically grinding himself against her. His lips surrounded hers and good God in heaven he made a sucking sound every time he took a breath.
    The flip-flop of anticipation in her stomach turned to a roll of dread and she understood why she so often had the sensation around him. Her body had been warning her how wrong he was for her. Her fingers fisted on the shoes she still held while she pressed her other hand against his shoulder. Finally taking her hint, he moved back and looked down at her with glazed over eyes.
    â€œI could do that all night.” His voice was thick with a passion that felt a little too darkness-tinged.
    â€œThat would be moving a little too fast for me.”
    â€œI thought you were looking for fun.”
    Fun and groping were not one in the same, at least not for her. She would be okay if she never felt another flip-flopping sensation in her stomach. “I’ve been having fun with you, Connor. I’m not sure you’re defining it the same way.”
    He stepped back, releasing her completely. “Beauty like yours is made for bedroom games. Expensive dinners and conversation are for settlement negotiations.”
    â€œPerhaps you should have used those last two dinners more effectively.” A switch had flipped on Connor’s personality that left her wondering who she’d been dining with. She’d thought herself to be a decent judge of character. He just lacked character. “And you might win more of the cases you argue if you’d listen to the person across from you. As for finding a woman willing to be a bed buddy with no desire to talk, change your dating profile to include your salary and mention your desire for sex play. You might be surprised how little conversation you need to have.”
    â€œDo you really think that would work?”
    As much as she’d laughed on their dates nothing had been funnier than this moment. The jerk was actually considering her advice and didn’t see anything wrong with it. Sadly, she knew there were women out there looking for what he had to offer. “I really do.”
    He picked up his shoes and took another step back. “Excellent. I’ll do that. I get enough conversation at work.”
    â€œThen I wish you the best of luck.” Tabatha found herself grateful for the habit of always carrying cash and a credit card on her dates. She