“You're trying to piss me off, aren't you?" I said, tossing back the words he'd used on me during our first meeting. He grinned wide, the gesture so quick and stunningly beautiful on him made my breath hitch. "It's so easy," he answered, just as I had. "At least make me work for it." "Don't worry; I will." That shut him up in a hurry. His nostrils flared, all that smiling lightness sliding into something darker, something with promise. Heat coiled around my thighs, as an insistent thud strummed between them.”
Book:Make It Sweet