Page 19 of Dragon's Honor

“Anything else, hon?” Letty was looking at Finley.

“No, thank you.”

Letty gently squeezed Ash’s shoulder and walked away.

Finley kept her expression neutral while she bristled inwardly. Was Letty more than a friend? They were clearly familiar. Friendly. Were they friends with benefits?

Even as her brain spit out a hundred scenarios, she chastised herself for even caring. She didn’t know anything about this guy, except that after a couple hours with Tad she didn’t feel an ounce of what she felt sitting across from a guy who couldn’t seem to stay away from her. She’d only spent a total of maybe an hour with him and yet she was more intrigued and interested than an entire evening with Tad.

Ash’s lips twitched while he studied her.

“She’s only a friend,” he said.

Finley blinked at him. “I didn’t…” She waved him off. “What am I doing here, Ash?”

His eyes flickered to the tourmaline around her wrist and then back to her eyes. “Why were you out on date?”

“The same reason anybody goes on a date. To meet someone. Maybe make a new friend. Get laid. Pick one.”

Ash snarled. “You hard up for an orgasm?”

Finley crossed one leg over the other and pulled her arms over her stomach. “I get plenty of them, thank you.”

He smirked. “Not with a guy like your date tonight.”

“I’m sure Tad is good in bed. He’s a perfect gentleman.”

“That’s what you want in bed?”

“I didn’t say my orgasms came from a man in my bed.”

Ash’s nose flared and his eyes widened. “Then are you picturing yourself with someone like your date?” His voice was low and husky.

“Why do you want to know what I picture while I’m using my vibrator or fingering myself?” she sniped.

Ash’s brow cocked. “I thought you were going to get all demure on me, not crass.”

“Demure is my sister. Maybe you should stalk her instead.” She leaned forward and dipped her finger into the chocolate and licked it off slowly, focusing on the deep, rich flavor. She closed her eyes as a little moan escaped her mouth.

Her eyes flew open at Ash’s low, rumbling, “Fuck.”

His eyes dropped to her lips, and then slid down her body before they met her gaze again. “I know what I’m going to picture when I fuck myself.”

Finley’s eyes widened. Her core tightened and she shifted in her seat. “I would’ve figured you’d be demurer.”

Ash burst out laughing.

The reaction startled her, but more than that, she liked to see him laugh. He did it with his whole body. It lit up his eyes, smile, and even his body language opened up. He was strikingly handsome when he wasn’t being a weird, angry, douche.

“Please eat.”

Finley glanced at the dessert but didn’t move for it. She wanted another bite, but he was making her nervous. She didn’t know what she was doing here with him. She should’ve gotten up and walked away. He’d been nothing but strange and hotly forward. She wanted him to keep talking dirty. Her nether bits were all awake and eager. She didn’t want another night with her vibrator.

But she wasn’t sure she wanted whatever Ash had either.

“Are we done talking about my sex life? Or lack thereof?”

Ash dipped his finger into the chocolate, mimicking her as he licked it off. “Definitely not done talking about that, but we can move on for now.” He licked his lips devouring the rest of the chocolate he’d stolen a bite of. “Why aren’t you happily married? You’re an intelligent woman, fucking gorgeous, and sassy to boot.”

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