“No offense taken. In fact…” his voice became muffled for a bit as he bent over to open the mini fridge, “…very wise.”
When he walked back to her, he had two sodas in hand. He handed her one can, but then kept his hand extended towards her. “I’m Parker Maguire.”
She took his hand in hers. “Cyn. Nice to meet you.”
He eyes seem to laugh as they shook hands. “Just Cyn?”
“Yes.” Damn, she wasn’t making a very good wild woman. “You know like the artist formally known as Prince.”
This time the smile spread from his eyes to his lips. “Do you have a symbol too?”
“No, Cyn will do.”
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“So, Cyn.” Parker opened his can and sat on the far side of the couch. The fact he didn’t immediately plop next to her and get all in her space impressed her. “Tell me what you really think of our club?”
Before she could answer, he interjected. “I mean aside from the watered-down, overpriced drinks and the exuberant bouncer, that is.”
“To be honest—”
“Were you going to lie?”
A smart ass. She was in love. “I was thinking about it.”
“Then I’m glad you changed your mind.”
“No problem.” She smiled. “I’m probably the last person to ask such a question.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I’m not much of a club goer. I know my presence here is a bit misleading on the matter.”
“Actually it isn’t.” Parker set his drink on the floor next to him. “You seem a bit…”
“Out of place?” That was how she felt anyway. This environment just wasn’t her thing.
“No,” he said. “It’s hard to explain.”
“Try.”
“It’s like being in a room full of wildflowers then spotting a rare orchid, blooming at the edge.” As if he was embarrassed by his wording, he added, “Then imagine the orchid making a three hundred pound bear fear for his life with a snap of her fingers.”
“He wasn’t scared.” Parker delivered the line like a seasoned pussy pro, yet despite knowing that, Cyn found herself preening anyway.
“He was minutes away from surrendering. You had him scared.”
“Who’s the liar now?”
“Would I lie to you?” The teasing tone to his voice was gone, replaced by a heavier, deeper pitch. The underlying sensuality of his words captivated her. Much like the man himself.
“I don’t know.”
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“Would you like to find out?”
The cerulean blue of his eyes were like a cold wave, but Cyn felt anything but chilled. In fact, she was feeling a bit warm. It was becoming extremely evident she needed to get laid. Now the only question was, if Parker was the rain to her drought. “I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
“Let me know when you do.”
“Do you always move this fast?”
“This seems fast to you?”
“Speed of light fast.”
“Damn I’m good.”
“I’ll have to take your word for that.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Really?” Cyn took a sip of her soda. She was feeling mighty parched. “You have references?”
“No. You can just judge for yourself.”
“Hello. Speed of light.” Cyn flexed her toes against the carpet, stretching the ligaments in her feet. She was going to pay dearly tomorrow for twenty minutes of vanity tonight. “You’re bad.”
He chuckled. “I was just answering your question.”
“What am I going to do with you?” His smile grew wider. “That was rhetorical.”
“I didn’t say a word. I was being good.” Parker glanced down at her feet. Then glanced back up at her with a frown.
“What?” Cyn glanced down too.
“Are your feet hurting?”
“A little. What a woman won’t do to look good.” Or to please their picky gay friends.
“Put your feet up here and I’ll massage them for you.”
“Uh, no.”
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“Why? And if you say it’s because you don’t know me, we’re going to have words.
I’m offering to rub them.” He wiggled his fingers. “With my hands, not my tongue. It’s not my kink.”
“That’s good to know, but still…”
“For Pete’s sake, woman.” Parker moved to the floor and picked up her right foot, much to her surprise. Before she could snatch her foot away, he placed the ball of his thumb against her arch and began to move it in a circular motion.
The sweet sensation took her breath and every ounce of protest she might have voiced melted away. “Oh God,” she moaned, dropping her head back. It had been so long since anyone rubbed her feet.
“That’s right,” he teased, adding more pressure. “Who’s the man?”
“You are.”
“Who has the best hands in the world?”
“You do.”
“And who are you going to reward with a kiss?”
Without hesitation, she answered, “You.”
“Damn straight.”
If the boys could see him now. The thought had Parker grinning devilishly. No one would be surprised to see him alone in a room with a sexy lady like Cyn. The shock would come from seeing him on his knees in front of her. The role was normally reversed, but something about the way she moaned under his touch told him she wasn’t someone who was pampered often.
For the life of him, he couldn’t tell why. From the little bit of time they’d spent together, he was ready to shower her with rose petals. If his hunch was right and she was single, Parker was going to make it his mission to get to know her better. Much better.
“Mmmm.” Cyn opened her eyes and smiled down at him. She looked all kinds of relaxed. Her sable, shoulder length hair was tousled a bit from when she laid it back against the couch, giving her a sexy, tousled look. It was almost as if she had just climbed from her lover’s bed. From his bed. “Can I keep you?”
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Even though the remark was a teasing one, he couldn’t help but be encouraged by the implication. “I should warn you, I’m not house broken.”
“I know how to roll up a newspaper.”
“S & M. Nice.”
Laughing, Cyn pulled her foot away and sat up. “You are too much.”
Parker frowned. He felt the loss of her touch instantly. He’d never been affected by a woman
