“I can’t.” Hope burst out laughing. “If you don’t I’ll give you a black eye.” He came closer, his voice lower this time. “I don’t believe you.” She held up her fist and grinned. “I might.” He’d been watching her too long, staring at her from the other side of the bar, and she wanted to wipe the all-women-love-me look off his face. “How about I buy you a drink?” “I’m not going home with you.” She received a wink in reply, but instead of giving him what he wanted she made a sad face and leaned over to pat his arm. “Poor baby. Haven’t you ever had a girl say no to you before?” “No,” he replied, pulling out his wallet. “I’ll have a drink with you if we buy our own,” she finally said, not immune to how handsome the guy was even if she had no intention of sleeping with him. She’d seen him around, and watched him take home way too many girls, and she wasn’t going to become a notch in his belt. “Darlin’, I think you should give me a chance.”
