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his eyes. “You're blushing.”
    “Am I?” Her voice sounded a bit high. “Liquor does that to me sometimes.”
    “Bet it does.” He wrapped his fingers around her hand. A soft tug brought her between his legs, and there was no reason for him to say anything. He'd put her where she wanted to be. Hell, her everything throbbed from the want of standing right there between his thighs.
    Her hand tingled, but she gripped the glass to keep the cup from falling. “You're...”
    Pushy? Giving me exactly what I want but too scared to ask for?
    Alyssa tried again. “I'm telling myself all the reasons why I shouldn't jump into bed with you. I don't know you.”
    “I probably do this all the time,” he finished for her. “I won't remember your name in the morning. What kind of woman sleeps with a man she barely knows?”
    Everything he'd said was exactly what was running through her mind. Her breath hitched. “Yes.”
    He nodded like he was in complete understanding. “The easy way or the hard way?”
    She wanted to kiss him at how he'd simplified the complication. From the glint in his eye, he was going to make this easy for her.
    The knots in her shoulders stopped screaming so loud. “Why do I get the nagging suspicion, when you say the easy way, you mean your way?”
    He rested his hands on her hips. “Because I've long accepted doing exactly what you want to do is more fun. I'm easing the way for you to do the same.”
    “And what is it I really want to do?”
    Blaine tugged her hips again. “Straddle my lap.”
    Heat rushed up from her stomach, because, yes, that's exactly what she wanted to do while he held onto her hips. So she slid onto his lap.
    He grabbed the cup from her hand then took a sip as he watched her get comfortable. “Move closer so you're sitting right on top of my cock,” he murmured.
    She was having a hard enough time with their thighs touching. His were all muscle, and didn't take much for her to imagine what they looked like bare. Not pictures of him in shorts or in football pads—the real deal.
    But she did want to feel the hard ridge of his dick flush against her pussy. She splayed her hands on his chest and shifted until they were sex to sex. His inhalation only made his chest feel that much better beneath her hands. All muscle, firm and  soft enough for her to press her fingers into his flesh.
    She curled her fingers into his T-shirt. “Now what?”
    Why did she have to sound so...wanton? With her voice low and husky she could audition for a phone sex job.
    Blaine trailed his mouth along her cheek to her ear. “Now do whatever thought made you blush earlier.”
    Well that would take some working up to, so she stole the glass from his hand and took a long sip. She felt the laugh rumble through his chest, his legs and into her as he seemed to realize she needed a bit of liquid courage to do what probably came naturally to him.
    Blaine rested his head on the back of her couch, likely extending his view of her. She handed him the glass. His fingers clasped around hers as he took it. Her damn scalp felt tight at the brief touch.
    But then she turned her head, lining up their mouths. With the bite of the cool whiskey still playing over her tongue, she kissed him.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Blaine had no fucking clue what he was doing seducing a woman like Alyssa. Her tongue cut everything to the quick, but her heart was right there in her gaze. The latter didn't stop him from cupping an ass cheek with his free hand.
    He was a horrible person. No doubt. She didn't need a man with a potent smile, and little to no impulse control. She needed—hell if he knew. Someone who'd use a soft tone, encourage her, and to wait for, at least, their first date before feeling her up.
    But, no. Her tongue was in his mouth and there was no goddamn way he'd stop now. Even with the whiskey flavoring her taste, he could still pick up the vanilla bean and raspberry she'd taste-tested for the engagement party.
    He