Page 25 of His Surrender

BlondBastard:Just to make it clear. I didn’t want any of those women. The only person I wanted tonight was you.

Why did that make my stomach flutter? He was sweet-talking me. I was positive he didn’t mean it. Yet, it made my smile resurface.

I couldn’t resist him anymore.

Me:Was? Past tense? Because the night isn’t over yet, Mr. Foley.

The die had been cast. Even though I knew Jay was only interested in sex, I decided to go for it. Because avoiding him was out of the question. Forgetting him was too. I needed to bang him to get him out of my system. He would then stop pursuing me, and I’d hopefully stop lusting after him.

Win-win. I’d just have to throw a chain over my heart to keep it from getting involved.

BlondBastard:What exactly are you suggesting?

Me:That you come over here and fuck me.

Right after I sent the message, I had a small panic attack. My throat got tight, and my heart pounded against my ribs. I had never been so bold before. What if Jay turnedmedown this time?

What was I thinking?Casual hookups never worked for me. I was sick of it all—craving romance and being constantly disappointed when the men showed their true colors after leading me on.

Jay, on the other hand, had never pretended to be something he wasn’t. Even when we first met, he’d never made false promises or got my hopes up for more. He might’ve been a slut, but he was an honest one.

BlondBastard:As tempting as that is… are you sure that’s what you want?

His response couldn’t have been any better. Maybe there actually was a decent man beneath that cocky attitude.

Me:I’m sure.

BlondBastard:You know it’s just sex with me. I’m not a roses and commitment kind of man.

Me:Then I guess it’s a good thing I hate roses.

***

Fifteen minutes later, a knock sounded at my door.Inhale. Exhale.I stopped pacing the living room and went over to open it.

“Are you tellin’ me you lived this close to the bar this entire time?” Jay asked. “We could’ve done this weeks ago.”

Even when dressed in jeans and a regular T-shirt, he still screamed sex. Maybe even more so now.

“I didn’t want you then,” I said, opening the door wider so he could walk inside.

“Bullshit. You’ve always wanted me.”

“Cocky as ever, I see.”

“And you’re just as sassy. I like it.”

I crossed my arms as we stood in the living room, not sure what to do. This wasn’t new territory for me—I’d had hookups before—but it wasn’t common and certainly not ever with someone as attractive as the cocky bastard smirking at me.

“You look…” Jay’s gaze roamed my body. “Tasty.”

I hadn’t bothered putting on a shirt, since it would just be coming off soon anyway. I was in sleep pants and nothing else—not even boxers. I’d somewhat fixed my hair, though, and put on deodorant.

“Tasty? What are you, a vampire?”

“Not a vampire, no.” Jay came toward me, his gait sexy and slow. Blond hair fell into his face, and his emerald eyes seemed to darken. My heart beat faster. “But I do have a fondness for sucking.”

When he licked his lips, my quickening heartbeat hit warp speed. My body moved before my brain could catch up. One second I was looking at Jay, staring at his mouth, then I was charging forward and crushing our lips together.