She was back to nibbling on her lip. He wanted to bite that lip himself. Taste it again. It’d tasted fucking delicious last night, but he wasn’t anywhere near satisfied.
“Do you remember what else I said to you?” he asked.
“You told me to quit my job.”
“I did, yeah. Anything else?”
She twisted those pouty lips in thought. “To be honest, the night is a bit of a blur. A great blur. But after we … you know … on the hay bales, things start to get fuzzy.”
“Right. Well, I told you I’d like to get to know you sober.”
She snapped her fingers. “Right! And that you don’t do one-night-stands. That you like to shag people you care about and have a connection with.”
“That’s right.”
“That’s really old school.”
“Is it?” His brows hiked up a little, and amusement prickled in his chest.
“It feels like it is. Sex is just … sex these days. A way to get your rocks off without risking carpal tunnel or waking up your roommate because your vibrator is too loud.”
Decker snorted. “I suppose it is for some.”
“But not you?”
“Not anymore.”
She gave him a skeptical one-brow lifted look. “You’re for real, aren’t you? You legit want to get to know me before we shag.”
“That would be preferred, yes.”
“And you’re staying here until Nate and Mieka get back from their honeymoon?”
“That was the plan, yes. To help Asher on the ranch.”
“And I’m staying to run the dance studio for Mieka.”
“I’m aware of that, yes.”
“So like … we’ll both be here on the ranch for two weeks.”
“That is my understanding, yes.”
“Were you this calm and annoying last night?” she asked.
His lip twitched. “Probably. I wasn’t drunk. Am I annoying?”
“Yes. But in an endearing way … kind of.” She turned to Macklin. “This bloke wants to get to know me before he shags me. Have you ever heard anything more absurd?”
Macklin made a snuffle-sound like he was agreeing with her.
“How about we go for a walk this evening?” Decker offered. “Down to the creek, perhaps?”
She eyed him suspiciously for a moment through a narrowed gaze, but then finally nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
“Great. I’ll come find you around seven-thirty.”
“Yeah … okay.”