Page 79 of Romeo

“Wanna bet?”

Her eyebrow rose. It had to be an empty threat. He wouldn’t dare. “I’ll bet.”

“It’s a bet you’re gonna lose.”

“We’ll see about that, Marvin.”

“Madison,” he growled.

“Oh, now I know you’re serious since you used my full first name.” She shivered with fake fear before sticking out her tongue at him. “So scared.”

“Should be.”

Thiswas what she needed tonight. Some teasing and laughter. Someone who could take a joke without getting bent out of shape.

Romeo might act like he was annoyed with her learning his birth name but in truth, his eyes said otherwise.

“Do your brothers know your real name?”

He shrugged.

“So, they don’t? Holy shit, do I actually have something to use as blackmail against you?”

“Got something you want from me that I ain’t willin’ to give?”

She pursed her lips and considered him. “You’d give me anything I asked?” Of course not, she was only playing with him. She didn’t expect anything but sex from him. He owed her nothing and she owed him the same.

“Within reason. Can’t give you a fuckin’ million dollars or a Ferrari. But can give you a ride somewhere.” He tipped his head toward the full glass. “Or a drink. Maybe some free advice. Can’t guarantee that advice won’t suck ass. And if you want an orgasm or two, can give you that.”

That he could. “The last one is why I’m here.”

“No shit.” He jerked his chin toward the untouched water. “Can you manage to carry that upstairs?”

If the stairs were normal, yes, but his were far from that. “I wouldn’t risk it.”

“Then drink your water ‘cause I’m about to make you thirsty all over again.”

“Promises, promises,” she murmured, snagging the glass off the counter. When she finished downing a third of it, she noticed him staring at her. “What?”

“Nothin’.”

She was lying when she gave him that exact answer earlier. Now he was doing the same.

When she licked her lips—on purpose—his eyes followed the path of her tongue. Despite the water, her throat quickly went dry. “I think we need to go upstairs now.”

“Good fuckin’ idea. Otherwise, gonna fuck you on that counter and you won’t gotta worry about climbin’ those fuckin’ stairs.”

Not only did a wildfire sweep through her and land between her legs, her cheeks even became heated. She couldn’t be blushing, could she? She pressed a hand to one.

She certainly was.

Why did this man turn her on so much? It didn’t make sense. He was everything she didn’t want. Mainly, a biker in an MC.Hell, not just a biker but an MC president and one with no filter at that.

A man with no fucks to give at all.

But for the next hour or two, she also would have zero fucks to give. Tomorrow was another day to worry about what waited for her at work.

After waking up alone,Romeo headed downstairs with disappointment weighing on him. Maddie must’ve slippedout after he drifted off. Somehow, she managed to leave without waking him. Not an easy feat.

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