Page 71 of Divine Obsession

I hummed in an understanding way, rubbing a hand over my jaw and nodding slightly as I leaned in. “What if I don’t like people guessing?”

I asked in that voice I knew made her panties wet.

Deep. Dark. Dangerous.Smooth.

I watched her pupils dilate.

A pink blush accentuated her cheekbones. “Then don’t listen.”

“And if I don’t want to stop listening?”

Natalia took a sip out of her strawberry milkshake, shrugging. “Iguessthat’s up to you.”

“What if I already decided?”

Her manicured fingers paused on the glass. “Decided what?”

Shrugging too, I leaned onto my forearms on the table between us. “You’re the one who told me to let someone else take the wheel,amai.’

“I didn’t mean me.”

My voice was low; almost daring. “You sure about that?”

She cleared her throat. “What does that even mean?” When I raised an eyebrow, she pressed. “What you just called me.”

I smirked darkly.

??

I cocked my head. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“You’re deflecting.”

“Maybe I just like to keep you guessing.”

“Trevor,” She pressed, her voice soft but insistent.

“It means…” I leaned back and glanced around the diner thoughtfully. “Somethingfitting…”

“Fitting?” She sounded unimpressed, but I could tell she was trying to decipher my response.

“Mhm. But if I told you… It might ruin the fun.”

“Not an answer.”

“Sure it is.” I leaned forward again, holding her gaze as my voice dropped just low enough to make her nervous. “It means whatever you want it to mean,amai.”

Natalia didn’t look away.

Neither did I.

Both caught between temptation and something we shouldn’t admit out loud.

She was close, her plump lips slightly parted like they were begging me to do something about it.

But then her expression shifted, a small vulnerability creeping in.

It hung between us. The same way as the diner’s lowhum.

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