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"You mean to tell me you’ve never been handcuffed, even to a bed? Why do I find that hard to believe?" Iht shoulder rises "I don’t fancy being tied to a bedpost--I have trust issues"

"Oh! You don’t fancy being tied up? What’s the worst thing that could happen?"

"So there blowing in the wind, all vulnerable and shit No thanks, not into it"

His voice is a deep and hu his spread, and--

"Seriously, Scarlett, give me some credit? It’s been five weeks--I can read your et your utter"

My blush is furious, unattractively darkening my collarbone

"Never have I ever flashed a bartender for a free drink at the bar"

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"Really Rowdy? You’ve never flashed a bartender?"

"What would I flash theh

"If you were a bartender, would it work if I flashed my abs at you?"

Uh, yes "I’d have to see theht have a dad bod under that shirt for all I know"

"Don’t insult me My abs are chiseled from the hardest rock"

My heart beats erratically as I play it cool, wanting to see his stomach, but worried I’ll embarrass myself if I do "If you say so"

He leans forward "Want me to show you? After all, I have seen your ass"

"Do you think my ass is a fair trade for your abs?"

"I’d say it’s even--you have so over ue "I…I-I…"

"You wanna see?" He’s so blatantly fishing, wanting to iive in--no hardship there

"Yes"

He straightens on the couch, setting his wine onto his knees Grips the hem of his shirt and--

"This feels weird" He lets the shirt fall

"Why?

"Now I feel like I’ off--this is for scientific research, reray tee rises again, inch by inch, fisted by his tan hand Bit by bit he exposes his chiseled abdo as he balances on the couch, foot secured to the floor

"If I was a bartender," I say slowly, accidentally chugging soive you free drinks if you flashed me those abs"

They’re absolutely ridiculous As inti as he is

Satisfied, he plops his ass back down on the couch

"Never have I everrr…" I glance around the roonize"

We stare at each other, defying the other to take a drink

Neither of us does

Rowdy’s pouty lips part "Never have I ever asked for extra credit from a teacher"

My chin tips up and I drink "You already knew the answer to that one, you jockhole That wasn’t fair"

He ignores otten kicked out of a house party"

I narrow et a their last nareen eyes boring holes into otten in the way ofto kill hioes down smooth, loosens the lazy s myself learn the little nuances about him