Third Chances (Men Of Manhattan #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,36
started dating Penny.
Before Mason could go after him, I stood up. "I'll go talk to him."
Chapter 13
Daphne
I tried to casually glance over at Rob again, hoping he wouldn't notice. I had misjudged him. That wasn't something I usually did. There was so much more to him than the handsome, funny man front. Why was he hiding that?
When he started talking about his time living in Costa Rica, I had been completely absorbed. Hopefully he had been too, because when I realized I was running my hands through the contours of his six pack while I listened, I couldn't seem to stop. I had never felt a body as hard as his before. It was like my hand was the opposite end of a magnet. It just wanted to be pressed against him. And I liked the way his muscles felt under my fingers. I liked the way he looked at me even more. It was as though he desired me. No one had ever desired me like that before.
The story he had told me wasn't sexy at all. But he was so passionate about what he was saying. I could hear it in his voice. Which somehow resulted in his story sounding sexy. Everything that came out of his mouth somehow exuded sex. I was scared of my own reaction to him. I had never been this physically attracted to anyone in my life. I needed to calm down.
When Rob stood up from his chair, I immediately closed my eyes. I shouldn't have been thinking about him anyway. It wasn't like I was just going to jump in bed with him. That wasn't me. I didn't have vacation flings, or any flings for that matter. He was right about me too. I was a serial monogamist. I believed in deep connections and long relationships.
I jumped when I felt a large hand fall on my shoulder. My eyelids flew open. Rob was standing above me with a smile on his face.
"You're not used to being touched, huh?" His thumb dropped slightly, stopping dangerously close to my breast.
I shrugged away from his hand before I could let his touch effect me even more. "I'm perfectly used to being touched. It's not like I'm some prude virgin." Why the hell did I just said that?
His smile got even broader. "Good to know. I just wanted to tell you that I'll be back in a few minutes. Did any of you ladies want something to drink?"
Kristen rolled over onto her back and pushed her sunglasses on top of her head. "No thanks. We're leaving for a tour of the rainforest in a few minutes. But maybe we could all meet up for drinks later?"
I pressed my lips together as I stared at her. She was basically setting me up on a date. Kristen always thought she knew what was best for me. But if she knew at all the way I was feeling right now, she'd know that I couldn't hang out with Rob anymore. Really, I should be avoiding him at all costs. Whatever this electricity was between us was only going to end badly. For me. Besides, I never just went out for drinks with a guy. It was always dinner. Drinks was basically just code for let's fuck. It didn't imply getting to know each other at all.
"I think my friends and I would be up for that. Have fun in the rainforest, ladies. There's a beautiful waterfall near here. You should tell your tour guide to take you there."
"Thanks for the tip," Kristen said. "I guess we'll see you later?"
"Absolutely." He bent down and grabbed my wrist.
For some reason I thought he was going to kiss my hand. The thought sent goose bumps up my arms.
"I almost forgot." He pulled out a card from his pocket and swiped it across one of my bracelets. "That one was for the snuggling." He pulled out two more cards and removed my other two bracelets. "And that's because I don't like to share."
His words combined with the way he was looking at me made me even wetter than I already was. I tried to cross my legs discreetly. Despite how sexy what he just said was, though, I couldn't help but wonder what was on the two cards he hadn't shown me. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that he'd make me do whatever was on them whenever we ran into each other next.