Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 75519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“Someone’s feeling feisty.”
“I’m just repeating what you said. You kicked me out of your bed, remember?”
“Paige…”
“What?”
“You’re testing me, and I don’t appreciate it.”
“I appreciate it,” I snapped. “I’m not a toy, Adrian. You can’t play with me when it’s convenient for you and then throw me away when you’re done.”
“Oh, so that’s just for Cade then?”
“Cade doesn’t play with me.”
“I guess it depends on who you’re asking.”
“Again, I’m asking you.”
“What I think about you and Cade is irrelevant.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s not going to change the fact I need to stay away from you.”
“Says the man who bought me for ten thousand dollars. That doesn’t seem like you’re doing a good job at following your own rules.”
I never expected him to admit, “You’re right. I’m not.”
“Does that mean you’re here for more than just insisting that you’re protecting me from guys like you?”
He stepped toward me, getting close to my face before he countered, “What if I am?” Eyeing me up and down with a cocky expression, he added, “What are you going to do about it, Cherry?”
If I thought Adrian couldn’t surprise me any more than he already had in the last few months, he totally ripped the rug out from under me with this one.
In one quick fluid motion, he backed me up against the wall and snatched the tie off my wrist. Only to wrap it around my hands to hold them above my head with his grip.
I sucked in a breath at feeling the weight of him on me, making me weak in the knees.
“Cherry…” he rasped along my mouth. “This is what’s going to happen next. You’re going to be my good girl, and get your sweet little ass in my car, so I can take you on our first date.”
“I will on one condition.”
“Is that right?”
“Mmm hmm.”
“All right, sweetheart. What’s that?”
“You’re going to admit you kissed me that night.”
“I see.” He grinned. “And what if I don’t? What if I didn’t kiss you and I’m telling you the truth?”
“Then you’re not going to be able to kiss me today.”
He chuckled. “Look at you, Paige Summers. Wheeling and dealing like you’re in charge.”
I shrugged, feeling proud of myself.
“Have I told you how fucking adorable you are?”
“Quit trying to flirt with me and tell me the truth.”
He narrowed his gaze at me, sharing, “I did kiss you.” Gripping onto the back of my neck, he leaned into my ear and whispered, “And I can’t fucking wait to do it again.”
I turned my face up to his, feeling my stomach flutter and my heart race faster than it had been. He shifted his mouth to almost touch mine, lightly enough to where he was there in my space, but still leaving the desire for wanting his lips on mine.
“Today, Paige.”
I wanted this moment to last. Especially with what he expressed next…
“You’re my girl.”
Seventeen
Paige
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
“No.”
“Oh, come on! I don’t like surprises.”
“All the more reason to torture you.”
“I think you have that area pretty much nailed.”
He winked at me.
“Besides, this is my first date. You should set the bar high for all my future dates.”
“So you want me to ruin you for every other man?”
I wanted to say he already had, but instead I responded, “I’d think that’d be your dream come true.”
He tried to grip onto my thigh to tickle me, and I intercepted his hand at the last second.
“Did you see that, Adrian Drake? I have cat-like reflexes.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “I’m really a ninja.”
He wickedly grinned, nodding in front of me. My gaze followed his movement and he used it to his advantage, squeezing my inner thigh.
“No!” I pitifully thrashed around; I hated being tickled.
“What was that, Cherry?” he mocked, squeezing tighter. “What was that about you being a ninja?”
I squealed, laughing and feeling like I was going to pee my pants. “Please!” I begged.
“You want my mercy?”
“Yes!”
“Then repeat after me.”
“I can’t! Stop tickling me first!”
He did, leaving his death drip on me for good measure.
“I, Paige.”
“Are we getting married?”
He clutched on like a vice.
“Okay! Okay! I’m sorry!”
He paused his attack, continuing, “Will love whatever Adrian has planned for me today because my pussy is worth ten thousand dollars.”
My mouth dropped open, and he busted out laughing, throwing his head back.
I slapped his chest.
“I’m kidding.” He half-laughed, glancing at me. “Your pussy is priceless, Cherry, and don’t you ever forget that.”
I smacked again, lighter that time.
I thought he’d remove his hand from my thigh because our game was over, but he didn’t. It stayed there. Though he loosened his hold and started to caress my skin with the tips of his fingers.
I loved it.
My crush on him was simply multiplying with each second I spent in his presence, and it’d only been an hour.
I was screwed.
Adrian didn’t make it easy on me either. He was a playboy. His charm and wit came naturally. It was one of his traits I liked the most about him. He was easy to talk to.