Chosen (Part I) (4 page)

"How
wouldn't
I know?" He tipped his cute head and gave a flirty smile.

My heart leaped. I stifled a nervous chuckle.

I sat there and steadily drank in his image like some love-struck idiot.

Fool
, I rebuked myself.
And it's too bad I didn't end up with him instead of Ryan. Damn.

I wished he'd call me 'darling' too.

Snap out of it, Stupid. Insta-love is not becoming.

Although
he
certainly was becoming.
Beguiling. Enticing. Sexy
.

And it didn't help that he stood entirely naked, save for the edgy crucifix necklace and tattoos. Epitome of the ultimate bad boy. The type of guy most girls lusted after.

Normally I didn't go for that type.

What the hell's wrong with me?

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"Nothing. I'm not thinking about anything," I rasped, cleared my throat.

"You must be thinking of something. You were staring at me."

I cowered from his steely gaze and focused on my hands. I joined my fingers tightly together.

Rustling ensued as he retrieved the robe and threw it on. Turning to the side, he tugged on the front straps.

"No," I said without forethought. He halted, regarded me. The straps fell to his sides and the gap widened. His cock protruded.

He caught me looking at it. No wonder since I'd been gawking non-stop.

Heat spread to my face.
God.
I brought my hand to my cheek, attempting to hide.

His laughter humiliated me further. "So
that's
what you've been thinking about."

"Kinda hard not to—considering you're naked. Let's be honest. You came in here looking for a blow job. What else can I think of besides sex? This whole contest is about sex!" I couldn't believe my own words. If he was anything like Ryan, he might deliver a harsh punishment in return for my brattiness.

I couldn't decide whether the idea was scary—or enticing.

"You're right." He nodded. I had no idea what to say as his dazzling gaze held mine.

He dropped the robe.

"Do you want me to call you darling?" he seductively asked, heading for me.

Yes.
Alluring, enticing the way he strolled forward. 

I remained under his spell. He entranced me like no other. One look snared me in a twist of confusion and desire. Heaven became indistinguishable from hell, merged into a single entity where we both belonged. Pain was pleasure. Pleasure was pain.

Fuck it all.

I wanted him. I'd
have
him.

And here he was. So close I saw the pulsating flares encircling each iris of his eyes.

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