Taming Mr. Flirt by A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm

Author:A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm [Madden, A.M. & Schwehm, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-10T07:00:00+00:00

I came to the conclusion Kyle was a wacko. He insisted on the grocery shopping, stocking my fridge and pantry not only with basic supplies, but most of the things he liked to eat as well. I was now the proud owner of a one liter bottle of imported maple syrup. The thing was huge, and I actually had to ask if he planned on bathing with it.

Of course, a tiny fleck of awkwardness over the fact he bought shit that he planned to eat gnawed inside me. But I reminded myself it was just syrup, it wasn’t like he took over a drawer or left a toothbrush at my place.

Afterward, he left me at my apartment. And even though I had enough food to now feed my entire building, he insisted on taking me out to dinner. I had two instructions—be ready at seven and wear a short skirt. He poo-pooed my gripes that it was cold out, telling me to wear a long coat.

I could only imagine what he had planned, but referring back to my belief he was a wacko excited me with all the possibilities. The man had no inhibitions whatsoever. Many times during the day, he’d reference places that would be perfect locations to engage in one sexual act or another. It was obvious he was turned on by voyeurism. Since that had always been something I wanted to try myself, I was more than willing to go along with whatever he had planned. Provided he didn’t get us arrested.

He picked me up at seven on the nose and stunned me silent when I opened the door. My impromptu coma lasted no more than five seconds, but during I couldn’t formulate one thought in my head other than he looked incredible.

The navy sport coat he wore over a sky blue shirt made his eyes look even bluer. Dark denim hugged every sinew of his long lean legs. And his cologne was by far the sexiest scent I’d ever smelled on a man. Woodsy, fresh, clean, all combined into one perfect aphrodisiac.

My long black coat hid my clothing from his perusal, but that didn’t stop him from combing over me from head to toe and back. When he leaned in to kiss me, he pulled away and smirked. “No perfume tonight?”

“Nothing appealed to me,” I admitted. It was the damn truth. Since meeting him, I’d become much more sensitive to the brands I normally favored. As he confidently stated at Jude and Brae’s wedding when he guessed I had on Miss Dior and that it wasn’t the right scent for me, I also now felt the same. His adorable boyish smirk when he took my hand as we headed for the stairs meant he was onto me.

We didn’t say much to each other as we left my building and walked a short block to where he parked his Tesla. It wasn’t an awkward silence, more so a comfortable one. During the ride, he gave me little

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