Trading Up by Cathryn Fox

Author:Cathryn Fox [Fox, Cathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cathryn Fox

15

Cassidy

As I lick my cone on the way back to our car, I steal a glance at Braden’s profile. Are we going to have sex again? My body tingles all over at the thought, and I have to say, I’m not opposed to the idea. I kind of like it. A lot. Fooling around with him is fun, and as far as I’m concerned, there’s not a damn thing wrong with it, as long as we don’t go all the way and I blow it for him. Well, I already blew it for him. But you get the gist.

Braden looks at me and asks, “Why are you staring at me?”

I laugh as he turns and meets my gaze, his brows raised in question. “I was just thinking.”

He arches one brow and tries to pull off smoldering. It’s not his specialty, and that’s okay. He doesn’t need any tricks to get me to like him. Not that he’s trying. He’s just Braden being Braden. “About how hot I am?” he asks.

He’s teasing, I know it. Braden isn’t an egotistical jock, and does not walk around thinking he’s God’s gift to women. Why the cheerleaders go after the guys who do is beyond my comprehension. I prefer substance over self-absorbed.

“Maybe.”

He rolls his eyes. “You don’t have to lie.”

“Why would I lie?”

“I’m no prince charming,” he says and takes a big lick of his strawberry cone. I used to think strawberry was so weird, but this is Braden. He marches to the beat of his own drum and I like that.

“Dude, do you have any idea how hot you are?” I ask, not at all lying.

“I wasn’t fishing for compliments, Cass.” We reach his car and he opens the passenger side door and gestures for me to climb in.

“I thought I was driving.”

“I’ve gotten my second wind.” He waves his hand. “Get in.”

“Wow, look at you being all bossy and telling me what to do.”

Catching me by surprise, he pushes up against me, pinning me between the car and his body. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it, Cass.”

A fierce shiver wracks my body and he grins as my reaction gives me away. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t denying it, I was just pointing it out.” I press my ice-cream free hand to his hard chest, and splay my fingers, wishing he was naked again so I could take pleasure in the play of his muscles beneath my fingertips. Does he react like that with every girl or only with me? I quickly berate myself at that thought. He’s not a man-whore, but he’s had his share of women, and honestly, I’m not special. The only reason Stefan is noticing me is because of Braden. I’m not sure I’ll ever be special to any man.

His eyes darken as I touch him, giving me the feeling that sex again might be sooner rather than later. “If you keep touching me like that, I might demand you get in the back seat so you can slide that hand lower.

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