Page 318 of Flirting with Darkness

He was only so strong.

“K-pop. I didn’t know you could bartend.”

She turned and grinned at him. It was breathtaking. “Well, you never asked.”

“I have a bar.” Dex raised an eyebrow at her. “Why didn’t you ask me?”

Nova’s smile dropped and she took their empty plates to the sink, washing them off and drying them. Dex let his eyes travel down, and then back up. She had actual muscles, proof she worked out.

“I don’t need your charity,” she finally said. “I can take care of myself.”

Yeah, she could, but he’d rather she didn’t go get a job at a rival business. There were tons the Corp owned that she could work at, but knowing her, she’d get hired at one he could never go to.

“I wasn’t implying you couldn’t.” Dex sighed and drained his coffee. “I was just asking a simple question. There’s a gym in my building if you want to go there.”

“No thanks, I don’t have any gym clothes and I’m not working out in this.”

Oh, right. Fuck. He was definitely not thinking when she was around, messing with his head.

“Okay, fine. Go get your bra on, I have an idea.” Dex got up and went to the living room, shoving aside the mess from earlier. He found the remote and turned on the TV, accessing the internet.

“What’s your idea?”

He just gave her a look and Nova threw up her hands in frustration before disappearing into the guest bathroom.

Selecting the choreography video, he turned off the music with a grin. Dex was definitely going to turn her into a K-pop stan after this.

Nova came back and crossed her arms over her chest with a glare. “Okay, now what?”

“You like to dance, right?”

The way her eyes narrowed made him laugh. “Yes, what about it?”

“Well, since I’m not allowed to dance with you as more than a friend, I’m going to teach you K-pop choreography.”

Her eyes widened in surprise at the same time her arms dropped. “Seriously?”

“Got any better ideas?”

Nova studied him again before putting up one finger. “Hold on.” She disappeared into his room and then came back a second later, throwing a shirt at him. “I have to wear a bra, so you have to wear this.”

Dex caught it on instinct and studied the short-sleeved shirt – not a tank top. He grinned then, liking the confirmation she was just as distracted by his body as he was hers.

“What, you don’t like my nipple piercings?”

Her eyes dilated until they were nearly black and Dex bit his tongue, instantly regretting the question.

“They suit you,” she said, voice huskier than before. Nova cleared her throat and stretched her arms. “Exactly how many do you have?”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he slipped the shirt on before either of them tried to test the boundaries even more than they already had.

“Enough,” he finally said, making sure she saw the one in his tongue. “Ready?”

“Don’t laugh at me.”

“I can’t promise that, but I can promise that by sunset, you’ll know how to do this dance.”

Nova grinned then, reaching down to touch her toes. “Okay, I think I can live with that.”

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