Page 21 of Play It Off

“What you just said earlier ... did you mean it?” He’s frowning. There’s a crease between his eyebrows like he’s thinking way too hard, and I wish I could reach out and brush my finger over that wrinkle to ease it. This man.

“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it” is my reply.

He averts his head, staring out at the crowded room. There are people streaming in, the front door seeming to stay permanently open as they enter, and I’m glad we snagged this table. I’m also excited that he wants to talk about this, though I tell myself not to get my hopes up. I’ve been down this road before, and Gavin is a tease.

“I’ve been beating myself up over that night for years,” he finally murmurs, the agony in his voice obvious. “I felt like a shithead for doing what I did.”

“Do you remember what you did?”

He whips his head to face me so fast, I’m surprised he didn’t hurt himself. “Of course I do.”

“Okay. Do you remember whatIdid?”

The frown deepens. “What do you mean?”

“You say you’ve been beating yourself up over that night, but that makes me think you don’t recall how I reacted.” I lean over the table, trying to get as close to him as I can. His scent wafts toward me, that mouthwateringly delicious cologne he wears doing things to me. Like making my pussy throb. “I liked it.”

“You did no—”

“I loved it,” I say, interrupting him. “I wanted more. Until stupid Destiny showed up and ruined everything.”

Gavin slowly shakes his head. “I can’t believe you still live with her.”

Now I’m frowning. Is that really what he has to say about all this? The fact that Destiny is still my roommate? Such an odd response, but then again, Gavin has never done or said what I expected, so this is on track for his behavior.

Ignoring what he said, I forge on. “We had something going on between us that night.”

He remains quiet, just watching me.

“You couldn’t feel the vibe between us? I mean, it was a couple of years ago, but I haven’t forgotten.” I finish off my drink just as he grabs his glass and drains it, smacking his lips when he’s done.

A server who’s wandering around the bar chooses that moment to appear at our table, her attention only for Gavin. “You want another drink, Gav?”

I roll my eyes at her familiar tone and the obnoxious way she saysGav. Doesn’t help that she’s staring at him like he’s a tasty little snack and she’s starving. She even licks her lips—ew.

He doesn’t notice, though. Just rattles off what he wants before settling that heavy gaze on me. “You want another one, Freckles?”

My heart flutters at the nickname, and when I check on the server, she appears annoyed by it, which gives me a little thrill. “Another rum and Coke, please.”

“Coming right up.” She’s gone in an instant, and I rattle my glass, shaking the ice. Wishing it wasn’t devoid of liquor.

“You’re freaking me out, Sienna.”

“I am?” Oh, my tone is nonchalant, and I’m proud of myself. Does it feel like I have the upper hand for once in my life when it comes to Gavin? Yes, yes it does.

“Like I said, I thought I took things too far.” He clears his throat. Shakes his head. Readjusts himself in his seat like he’s uncomfortable, and it hits me that heisuncomfortable.

Oops.

I decide to be completely honest and reveal my feelings. “We were interrupted, Gavin. I didn’t push you away or ask you to stop. I didn’twant it to ever stop. And let’s not forget the kiss we shared at your apartment.”

“Right.” He says the word slowly. “You ended that one first, though.”

“Does it really matter? It happened again. And again—” I lower my voice. “I liked it.”

His gaze drops to my mouth, and I wonder if he’s remembering what it was like. Kissing me. You can’t tell me he didn’t enjoy our last kiss or especially that moment we shared in my dorm room. He had an erection, for the love of God. His hands were all over me, and so was his mouth, his tongue ...

“Here you go!” The server returns to our table in record time, setting our glasses in front of us. I reach for my drink, tempted to chug it, but I restrain myself and use the straw, cursing the fact that it’s so damn skinny. I need more liquor in my system ASAP.

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