No doubt karma was laughing its ass off at him. He’d never once had a problem coaxing a woman between the sheets, and he’d sure as hell taken that privilege for granted. Now he was getting the red light from the one woman who made him sweat like no other. He knew Marissa was attracted to him. He also suspected that she was equally as hungry to get horizontal with him. She’d practically melted in his arms during their woefully short kiss. And that whimpery sound she’d made? Goddamn. His cock thickened behind his fly at the memory. One way or another, he’d convince her to lower her guard and explore the possibilities between them. And what possibilities would those be, you fucking moron? You know this can only be about sex. He winced at the harsh albeit honest reminder. Relationships seldom worked out in his line of business. It was one of the main reasons he deliberately chose to remain single.
