Page 57 of Tempting Promises
I huff. “No, I didn’t lose. You distracted me.”
I never lose at slapjack. I’m like the best player in all the world.
“Clearly, you lost.”
No, I refuse to accept defeat. “You did something because I never, ever lose.”
“Until now,” Rowan says with a shit-eating grin.
Such a cocky asshole.
He leans forward. “Lose the shirt, sweetheart.”
Ugh, I hate that I agreed to this. “We never said the other gets to pick the clothing item.”
“That’s always how it goes.”
“Maybe in your world, but not mine.” I reach behind my back, unhooking my bra, and feed it through the armholes. “There, it’s an item of clothing.”
Rowan laughs. “That’s fine because the next item you’reremoving is your shirt, and I’m happy to stare at your beautiful tits for the day.”
“That’s not going to happen because I won’t lose again.”
At least I better not.
The walkie-talkie chirps a second before we hear Sawyer. “Skittle Titties, do you copy?”
I swear to God these two are the dumbest humans alive.
“I hear you loud and clear, Moist Beard. How is it up by you?”
“A fucking nightmare. The roads are completely covered and power keeps going in and out.” Sawyer sounds frustrated. “I hoped we’d be able to get to your location and get you guys back, but there’s no way with the ice.”
His eyes find mine. “We’re fine here. Playing cards right now. There’s no electricity here, so we’re making do with the lanterns and fire.” He releases the button, staring at me as he says the last part. “And finding other ways to stay warm.”
I feel the heat flame my cheeks. Rowan is shirtless, and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t making me hot. Seriously, his body should be illegal.
Then he makes his pecs bounce and I roll my eyes. Idiot.
Sawyer’s laugh comes through the speaker, causing us both to flinch as we were lost in each other for a moment. “Cards? I figured Angry Elf would be digging a hole to bury your body by now.”
He pulls the mic up to his lips. “She’s found other things to do with my body—like ride my cock until she screams and comes all over it.”
My eyes go wide, and I leap out of the chair, hopping and lunging for the walkie-talkie, but he’s too fast. He stands, lifting it above his head.
I’m short, and there’s no way I can reach. “You asshole! You did not just say that, did you? You can’t tell him that! Tell him you were lying!” I yell, trying to reach for it while he laughs.
“Hello? Skittle Titties? Come in?” Sawyer says.
Please God, tell me he didn’t hear what he said.
Rowan wraps his one arm around me, preventing me fromtrying for the walkie-talkie, and his lips are at my ear. “I wasn’t holding the button when I said it. Calm down.”
Immediately, I feel myself semi relax. “That hole he was saying I’d be digging will happen if you’re lying.”
He chuckles and then licks the shell of my ear. “I’d much rather you do other things with your energy.”
I really wish I didn’t feel my muscles clench when I imagine what we could be doing.
