Page 107 of My Temptation (Kingston Lane)

She giggles and holds her hand up for a high five. “Yes.”

“Your coffees.” The waitress smiles as she puts them down on the table.

“Thank you.”

“So?” Chloe widens her eyes. “Tell me everything.”

“Oh my god.” I sigh dreamily. “Picture the best night in all of history, and that’s what I had. He is . . . unbelievable.”

“What, good in bed?”

“Good at everything, and he’s sensual and sexual and hung like a horse and, gah . . . I’m addicted.”

Chloe twists her lips as she looks at me. “I thought this was an intel mission only.”

“It was . . . is,” I correct myself.

“Hang on a minute—you said you just wanted friends with benefits with him.”

“I do,” I lie. “But . . . I’m just going to see how it goes.”

She rolls her eyes. “Whatever you do, don’t fall for this guy. He’s emotionally fucked up, and the last thing you need is a man with colossal baggage.”

“I know, I’m not.”

“We’ll see.” She sips her coffee. “So did you stick to our plan this morning?”

“Yep. I was as cold as ice.”

Chloe raises her coffee cup to me as a silent salute. “And what did he do?”

“He was too shocked to speak.” I shrug. “I think”—I contemplate that for a moment—“at least I hope that’s why he wasn’t speaking.” I shrug. “Anyway, I said I had plans, and when I was leaving, I told him that he was a great fuck.”

Chloe chokes on her coffee. “You said what?”

“I was telling the truth.” I laugh. “He was a great fuck. The best, actually.”

Chloe laughs out loud. “Oh man, I am so living vicariously through you right now.”

We fall silent as we drink our coffee.

“So what’s the next move?” Chloe asks.

“Cockteasing.”

“Cockteasing?”

“I’m going to be all sexy-like but unavailable for sex.”

“Yeah, well, that could majorly backfire.”

“How?”

“If you give him an appetite and then close the restaurant, he’ll go somewhere else to eat.”

“True.” I contemplate this theory for a moment. “But I also know that years of a self-destructive pattern can’t be broken easily. If I want more time with him, I have to play the game.”

Chloe’s calculating eyes hold mine. “You’re already in love with him, aren’t you?”

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