“Look.” I took a step closer and leaned in so no one could hear. I realized my mistake instantly. The moment the smell of her perfume hit me, my mind blanked. Inhaling deeply, I sucked in as much of that clean floral scent as possible, wanting to keep it with me for as long as I could. I didn’t remember a time when just the scent of a woman turned me on so much.
Her lips parted on a gasp at my close proximity, drawing my gaze down to her luscious pink mouth. Her bottom lip was just a hint plumper than the top and images of sucking it into my mouth as she moaned my name had my dick pressing painfully against the zipper of my jeans.
Great, just what I needed…a fucking semi in front of my crew.
“What?” Her soft voice pulled my gaze from her mouth to her intense eyes. Christ, everything about her did it for me. Her eyes, her mouth, that adorable little button nose. Everything about her looked sweet and wholesome, and damn, if I didn’t want to spend days dirtying her up in all the best ways possible.
“Huh?”
She blinked slowly as our eyes locked on one another. If I hadn’t been so close, no doubt I would have missed the sweet way her pulse thrummed in her neck as she drew in a deep breath.
“Uh,” she stuttered, and I couldn’t contain my grin. I knew I got to her. She acted distant and abrasive, but the attraction was definitely there. I could see it clear as day. She cleared her throat and started again, “You, um, started to say something, but then you just stopped.”
What had I been about to say? Hell, I couldn’t even remember my last name with Kenzie’s soft skin so close that I could almost touch it. She was the best distraction I’d ever had.
“Go out with me,” I blurted out, unable to control myself when it came to her. I just wanted her so damn badly; I couldn’t think straight. I got within inches of that lush body and all thought of going slow flew right out the goddamned window.
Her eyes bugged out in complete shock. “What?”
The damage was already done so I figured I might as well just roll with it. “Let me take you out.”
“Like a date?”
Jesus, even her cluelessness was irresistible.
“Not like a date. I was thinking about an actual date.”
One second she was staring at me with wide-eyed bewilderment and the next the shutters came slamming down into place, closing her face off from any emotion at all.
“No.”
Just like that. She answered with one simple word in a voice as flat as a soda that had been left open for a week. She didn’t even take the time to think about her response.
“Why not?” I asked like the idiot I was beginning to turn in to when it came to this woman. “Are you seeing someone?”
“Well,” she hesitated, “no.”
“Are you a lesbian?”
Two things rushed through my head as soon as that asinine question came out. One, I was a fucking idiot. Two, please dear sweet Lord in heaven, don’t let that be the case. A woman like this batting for the other team would be a straight up crime against humanity…a blast to watch…but a crime nonetheless.
“What? No!”
“Then why won’t you go out with me?”
Shit! Me and my fucking mouth! Where the hell was my damn nail gun when I needed it? I needed to go back to bed and start the morning over. Gone was the smooth, flirty Brett who could get whatever woman he wanted. In his place was a mega douche who was still sporting half chub even though the awkward vibes in the room were off the Richter scale.
It was the FML moment to beat all FML moments.
If a look could melt skin from bone, I had no doubt that the devil eyes Kenzie was shooting at me right then would have turned my flesh into a puddle of goo. As it was, that glare had my balls retreating up into my stomach for their own safety. The good news was that if the discomfort from seconds before wasn’t enough to cure the inconvenient case of twitchy dick I’d been suffering from, the look she was currently sporting sure as hell did the trick.
My hard-on deflated like a Thanksgiving Day Parade float that had taken a buck shot.
“Are you really arrogant enough to think that I’d have to be gay in order not to be interested in you?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but quickly clamped my jaw shut when I realized there was no response to that. I had nothing.
She stood from her chair and sidestepped her table. “I’m glad to know you have such a high opinion of yourself, but the truth is I’m just not interested. Even if I had been before, you just guaranteed that any previous attraction I might have felt is dead, buried, and encased in cement and rebar. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”