If he thinks I have a crush now, wait until he feels my mouth on his dick.

“Wow…” I let my gaze drop deliberately to the sweat-slick lines of his abs before dragging it back up to his face. “What makes you think I’ve been staring? Maybe I just happen to be in the same room… a lot.”

His gaze hardens, but not enough to hide the heat there. “You don’t know what you’re playing with, D. I know exactly what you want… but trust me, it won’t end well.” He sounds like he’s warning himself more than me.

I tilt my head, letting my lips curl. “You know what...