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o explain it to me as if I were a child." With nostrils flared, he inhales. He hasn't blinked in thirty seconds. He's trying hard not to do something, but I'm not sure what it is. By the looks of it, throwing the glass of whiskey against the wall. "First, explain to me why you would ask a stranger to have sex with you." Pride raises its head. Snooty as a teacher, I sniff and lift my chin. "I did not ask. I said I was thinking about asking. And I didn't say anything about sex either. Maybe I just wanted to hug. "Give me a break. You don't want to hug. God, this guy is impossible." "I know. You could have been a gentleman and let it go. "I am not a gentleman. Finish the explanation." Exasperated, I sigh. "You're not going to let me out until I get out, are you?" "Correct. Stop stalling. My tone is irritated, but I can't help it. He's pushing all my buttons, and not the right ones. "You'll have to sit there while I think about this, because I honestly don't know." His frustration is palpable. Not only is he not used to being challenged, but he's also not used to waiting. What kind of work does he do? Probably something involving barking orders at terrified subordinates. "Okay." Here it is. You're the first man I've been attracted to since Chet and I broke up, and the first person who seems to understand the hell I've been through. Chelsea may have been right when she said the only way to get over a man is to get over a new one, and I'm tired of being the only person in the room when I have sex. I know it's not that simple, but I've tried everything. Nothing worked. So I suppose I was thinking that maybe we could make each other forget our pain for a while." I clear my throat. The teacher is back. "Besides... I have condoms in my bag." Cole looks at me with fury shining in his blue eyes. But then his gaze drops to my mouth and I realize I'm wrong. This is not anger. It's love. Suddenly I'm dizzy. I think he's about to say yes. Cole If we were alone, I would have already ripped the clothes off her body with my hands and teeth and buried my face between her legs. As it is, I'm having a hard time avoiding doing just that, even with a hundred spectators. I breathe in slowly, savoring her scent and enjoying the feeling of her pulse beating wildly beneath my thumb. My voice comes out hoarse. "You would hate yourself tomo