Page 83 of How to Score Off Field

“That’s not what I was getting at.” He smiles. “You’re cute when you get riled up.”

“Am I riled up?” Or just embarrassed again ’cause he’s calling me out on seducing him? “And that was my very first seduction, okay?”

“I personally thought it went pretty well. Ten out of ten would recommend.”

“Go write me a Yelp review,” I tease, biting down on my bottom lip, enjoying this part of the conversation that’s turned flirty and fun. “I appreciate the feedback.”

It’s easy.

And comfortable.

“Do you want more feedback? ’Cause I can provide it.”

“Oh yeah?”

He nods.

“Okay. Hit me with your highlights.”

“You’ve got great tits.”

Oh my god. I was not expecting him to say that.

“And.” He goes on. “A smackable ass. I wasn’t sure if you were into that, so I didn’t want to, you know, smack it.”

Is my mouth hanging open right now? Drew isn’t talking dirty, but it’s the first time he’s ever spoken to me this way, so all the thoughts are clogging my brain.

“Can we get back to the part where you like my great tits?”

He laughs. “Sure.”

“What part do you like about them?”

“All of it. They fit in my hand.” He holds up his hand to demonstrate as if he were cupping one of my boobs. “And my mouth.”

Is it hot in here?

Am I sweating?

“Did the temperature just rise a few notches?” I tease, hiding my face.

“I don’t think so.” He grins. “Let me tell you, though. The second I saw you at the airport.” Drew lets out a low whistle. “All bets were off.”

“All bets were off?” What does that mean?

“I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stop myself from, you know. Thinkin’ about you.”

“So what I’m hearin’ is that it was a good thing you scored the night before you left.”

He scored.

I scored.

Everyone wins.

Funny how that works, innit?

“So you like my boobs, and you like my ass. I guess I should give you a few compliments, hey?”

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