Then you’re achin’ for us to tup, too.”Maddy grinned then. She simply couldn’t help it. “And just like that, you disarm me.” There was something about his rough—markedly rough—around-the-edges demeanor that appealed to her. Who was she fooling? Everything about him appealed to her, from his rumbling brogue to his muscular body to his peculiar fixation on her.“I want to do more than disarm you.”Her smile faded. The Scot wasn’t giving up, and she regretted leading him on. She was behaving foolishly, like a normal girl of twenty-one might, when she didn’t have that luxury. Ever-practical Maddy felt herself closing down, the barbs sharpening, the walls going up. “My friends have probably begun to look for me by now. I need to get back to them.”His brows drew together. “You’re truly…leaving?” He sounded baffled, as if he had no idea what to do with this.“And you’re truly not used to being turned down?”“I’m no’ used to being in a position to be.”“You never pursue women?”
What do You think about Kresley Cole - [MacCarrick Brothers 03]?
