“You wanna get drunk?” I mutter sarcastically.

She wrinkles her nose. “I don’t think so.”

“How about some gambling.”

She shrugs.

“We could go rob a bank.”

Her eyes snap to mine. “Do you do that?” she whispers in shock.

I laugh. “Not exactly my speed, no.”

I level my eyes at her, and my pulse quickens I let my gaze slip over her again in that sundress. Fuck me, she’s pure goddamn tempta—

And then, it hits me.

“Last night,” I mutter, my cock twitching. Delilah blushes.

“Yeah…?” she whispers.

I step closer, and she sucks in a breath of air.

“Did you like when I kissed you?” I...