“Gladly. If you would just point out where they are.” She crossed her arms against her chest and sulked. This has been the worst morning after ever. She looked up at him. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“Which one? You asked a bunch.” He said as he walked around the counter, carrying his cup of coffee. He sauntered into the living room and bent down, holy hell he had a killer ass too. When he rose to his full height, he held out one of her heels to her. Well, now we were getting somewhere, she supposed.
“Thanks.” She muttered and snatched the shoe from him. “Did we sleep together?”
Nick turned around and stared at her. She felt her cheeks flush as his stare traveled the length of her body. What the hell are you embarrassed for now? He had already seen it all, she guessed by the smug way he was reacting. The bastard probably remembers too.
“You really don’t remember?” He said and took another step closer to her. She couldn’t find her voice, well she could, but she just didn’t trust what she would say. What sat on the tip of her tongue begging to come out was, ‘No, how about a re-enactment?’
Nick reached out and toyed with the top button of his shirt that she wore. She stared up at him watching as his eyes darkened. She couldn’t read him. His lips were a straight line, and his eyes dipped lower and settled on the shirt button he had been toying with for another moment. When his eyes finally met hers, he removed his hand.
“Let’s clear something up. We didn’t sleep together, yet.”
“Yet?” She would’ve slapped him if she could stop the band in her head or her eyes from radiating towards his shorts. Her body was all out of whack.
He nodded confidently. “I’ve already made up my mind that we most definitely are going to be sleeping together. I also decided I’d like you sober and very much alert.”
She swallowed hard and felt the temperature rise around her. Suddenly her lack of clothing was having her feel overdressed. She forced herself to gain control.
“Ha! Well, that’s too bad, because I have decided I’m not interested!” She glared at him, crossing her arms. There Nick Foti, take that!
He laughed, he actually laughed. “If you wanted me to believe that you probably should’ve stopped undressing me with your eyes a few minutes ago.”
Sam’s mouth gaped open, and as if on cue her eyes found his shorts again. What the hell was wrong with her? She snapped her eyes shut. “I am not undressing you with my eyes.”
“So you’re not picturing how big my dick is right now?” He asked dead serious. There wasn’t even a hint of humor in his voice.
Sam was in big trouble. She needed to get the hell out of there, and quick.
“Whatever it is you’re figuring, just add on a couple of inches.” His hands played with the elastic of his shorts, teasingly. “You know what, never mind, I’ll just show you.”
“No!” she shrieked. Why? She had no idea. “Where are my clothes Nick? I’m so done playing games with you.”
He snapped the elastic band of his shorts against his waist and shrugged his shoulders.
“Your loss. Now you’ll just have to wait a little longer.”
This was crazy, when did she lose control?
“No, if I die without ever having seen your dick…”
“Horrible way to go,” he cut her off. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll make sure it doesn’t end like that for you.”
“You know what? Go to hell!” She bent down and grabbed her other shoe. Bending down, she slid her heels on. She glanced down at the shirt. It came up about mid-thigh. She supposed there were worse outfits she could be doing the walk of shame in. This would just have to do.
She grabbed her pocketbook that was on his couch. Her car was downstairs, that she was sure of. She had driven herself to Rudy’s last night.
“Sam, wait.” Nick said as she headed for the door.
“No. I’ve had enough of your shit. In fact, I had enough to last me a lifetime.” She turned around and faced him, her anger boiling. “You should’ve taken your chance last night, or seven years ago when you had the shot. Because I promise you, there will never be another opportunity again.”
He didn’t argue. He stayed completely silent and just when she thought he had finally got the point, he dropped his shorts. There he stood gloriously naked in front of her. He bent down and grabbed his shorts and handed them to her.
“Put these on, your brothers would kill me if you walked out of here dressed like that.”
Nick Foti was naked in front of her. Holy crap, she’d basically dreamed of this moment since she was thirteen years old. Well, he sure as hell didn’t disappoint. He carried a monster between his legs, one she wouldn’t mind getting more familiar with. She willed herself to stop staring at his impressive package and looked back at his face.
He wore a smug expression as he offered her his shorts. What did he say? Her brothers would kill him? She smiled sweetly at him and grabbed his shorts. She crumbled them up in a ball and threw them in his face. She turned on her heel and opened the door. When it slammed behind her, she hoped Jake and Luke would do just that.