Chapter 43

“Stop! Chat-up lines are lame, and I happen to know. Also bullshit. You were a Lothario before you settled down. I may not have been privy to your naughty antics, but I heard the rumors, and you stupidly told me things you shouldn’t have.” I slide out of his embrace and flit into the kitchen as the coffee jug fills up, reaching for mugs in the cupboard above. He moves to where I’d been standing and takes up the same leaning-down posture he had before. His arms are resting on the counter as he watches me ready our drinks.

“Reformed my ways… just for you. Do you want to have a jacuzzi out on the roof and then come down for a movie before bed? Pretty sure there’s a bikini you left here in my drawer from that party last year.” He watches me with that infuriating poker face and smiles when I eye roll at his obvious lameness.

My mind flits back to that party and the fact he split up a drunken brawl between Natasha and me that night before forcing me to go to bed in his spare r