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things so much easier.”
    “I’ve wanted to. Believe me, I thought about it every day. But I felt so … stupid for falling for her tricks. I didn’t want you to think I was a … loser.”
    I sputter out my laughter when I hear that word. “Loser?”
    “Yeah …” He frowns. “It’s kind of dumb. I should’ve realized she’d do this shit. And really, who the fuck gets married while drunk? And then gets fucking extorted with it? I mean, it’s like stupidity, in a nutshell.”
    “I don’t think you’re stupid. You just made stupid decisions.”
    “That’s the same thing,” he jokes.
    “No. You’re smart, but only when it comes to business deals. Not when it comes to how to deal with ladies.”
    “Are you saying I’m not a ladies’ man? That’s hurtful, Sam,” he says with a stark voice, but I can tell he’s being sarcastic, especially when he scoots closer. “If you really think that, give me a chance to show you how much of a gentleman I can be.”
    I lean back. “Wow, down boy, down.”
    He laughs. “You are so asking for it.”
    “For what?” I ask when he leans back against the bench, his arms draped over the back, legs spread as if he’s the alpha. I kind of like the pose. It’s so … manly. Dammit.
    “You know what I mean,” he says with a gruff voice that gets me all fired up.
    “As if I would let that happen.”
    “But you thought about it,” he says, smirking.
    “Wipe that smirk off your face, Mr. King, before I do it myself.” I throw my cup into the bin next to the bench.
    “Oh, so we’re back to last names now?”
    “If I remember correctly, you were the one who started that,” I retort.
    “I can undo it again if you want.” He leans in again. “I can undo many things.”
    “With your eyes, I bet.” I laugh. “Keep your hands to yourself.”
    “Aw, but it was just getting fun again.”
    Fun, there he goes again. I knew it. All these sexual innuendos only lead to one thing, and that’s never a great relationship. I’m looking for more than just sex.
    “I need more than just fun . I can get that anywhere. Heck, I’m getting that plenty of times,” I muse, just to get under his skin.
    Suddenly, I realize I was having that kind of fun only an hour ago, and it’s almost past the time I was given to get back. Shit!
    “Argh, I have to go,” I say.
    “Wait, what? Why?” he asks. “We were having a nice conversation, and now you’re bailing on me?”
    “I’m not, but I just have this … thing I need to do.”
    “Does this thing involve running away from me? Because it sure as hell looks like that’s what you’re doing.”
    “No, I—”
    “Hey, if you’re not interested, all you had to do was say it,” he says, smiling like an idiot.
    “No, that’s not what I was saying.” I check my phone and notice the time. Only a few minutes left to get home. Crap!
    “Then you are interested?”
    “What? No, I didn’t say that, either.”
    “Then what?” He laughs. “You’re just going to leave me hanging.”
    “It’s complicated, all right!”
    “I know it is, and I’ll take the blame for that. So, what’s in that bag you’re holding so tightly?” He points at my lingerie.
    I blush, hiding the bag behind my back. “Nothing.”
    “Of course, there is,” he chuckles.
    “It doesn’t concern you.” I frown. “Stop being so curious. It might kill you one day.”
    He laughs. “It probably will. Or you will. Either way, I’m screwed.”
    “You bet.”
    “I’m trouble, I know,” he jests, eyeing me from top to bottom, making me feel all self-conscious again.
    I roll my eyes. “Yes, which is why I’m not going to say yes to anything you say right now. Especially not with you trying to seduce me and all.”
    “Oh, I wasn’t trying to do anything, Miss Webber …”
    I sigh. “Oh, here we go again. You’re using your charms to persuade me to forgive you.”
    “I thought you already had.”
    “Nu-uh. It takes more than just explaining