“Come on, Kat. Talking lets the feelings out.”
“I’m just drunk,” I say, squeezing him with all my might. “Ignore me—I’m not acting like myself. Just, please, forget this ever happened. I’m not mean, I swear.”
“Forget this ever happened? Highly unlikely,” he says. “A man doesn’t soon forget the sight of a bare ass like yours marching down a hallway.” He nuzzles his nose into mine but, again, he doesn’t kiss me, not that I can blame him.
I kiss his cheek. And then his ear.
He shudders at the touch of my lips.
“Josh,” I whisper, my heart aching. I want him so bad, it hurts.
After a moment, Josh pulls back from me and looks deep into my eyes, rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. “I guess this settles it, huh?—you reallydohave a vagina.”
I smile. “That wasn’t clear to you when you stuck your fingers inside it on the dance floor?”
“Could have been smoke and mirrors—you never know.” Hepushes more wet hair off my face. “You just kicked Jen’s ass so fucking hard. Oh my God. You absolutely decimated that girl.”
“I should have warned you—I’ve got a bit of a temper.”
“You did warn me. I just didn’t realize you meant you were a trained fucking assassin.Jesus.”
“I shouldn’t have done that to her. She’s a bitch, but she didn’t deserve that. It’s just that I was just so effing—”
“Jealous,” he says, finishing my sentence for me. “Just so effingjealous.”
I exhale and nod. “Yeah.”
He holds my face in his hands. “Well, you’re in luck. Because I happen to be a sick fuck and I thoroughly enjoyed watching you go batshit crazy with jealousy over me.”
“You did?”
“Oh yeah,” he says. “It gave me a raging hard-on, you might have noticed.”
I grin. “Oh, you had a hard-on? Hmm. I didn’t notice.”
He laughs. “Or maybe I just had a raging hard-on from ogling your smokin’ hot body. Jesus, Kat. You’re fucking incredible.”
“You’re pretty incredible yourself,” I say.
There’s a long beat.
“You still sticking with your stupid jihad?” he asks. “Or are you ready to let me take you back to our hotel and make all your dreams come true?”
“Jihad,” I say, swallowing hard. Damn, it pains me to say that. I wish he could understand what I’m really saying to him. At this point, it’s not about his application anymore.I want him.And I won’t settle for getting anything less than of all of him now.
Josh looks genuinely disappointed. “It’s not fair, you know. You don’t have an application to give me in return.”
“If I did, I’d give it to you,” I say.
He mulls that over for a moment. “I thought you only get jealous with boyfriends.”
Something in the way he just said that makes my heart race. “It was the truth when I said it. I’m sorry. This has never happened to me before.”
He touches the cleft in my chin for a long moment and I close my eyes at his sensuous touch.
After a moment, he removes his finger and slowly licks the indentation in my chin with a languid flicker of his tongue.
My knees buckle and my clit zings. I stick out my tongue, yearning for his warm tongue to intertwine with mine, but he pulls back. I let out a shaky breath. Holy shitballs, that was sexy.
