Park and Violet by Marian Tee Page B

winning smile. “And whatever you say, I know when I’m attractive to someone.”
          Shit. The all-woman confidence shining in Violet’s eyes should have turned him off, but all his body was urging him to do was to prove she was right. Park didn’t just want her. He was obsessed with her, spent more time than necessary imagining her naked and thinking of ways they could “accidentally” explore the explosive chemistry they shared.
          “What’s it going to be, Park?” she purred.
          He gnashed his teeth. He might be in lust with her, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t irritated with how smug the midget shrew sounded.
          Well, two could play this game.
          Park stalked forward, taking her by surprise, and satisfaction coursed through him as he watched Violet jump a step back.
          Realizing that she had just let Park see how much his proximity unnerved her—when she was supposed to be unnerving him—Violet squared her shoulders and gave him a challenging look.
          It was a challenge Park didn’t intend to resist. He bent down, forcing Violet to instinctively bend back. This close, he could feel the way she was breathing a little harder than usual even though she was doing her best not to let him know. This near, Park was able to enjoy the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. If there was a small part of him that had still been groggy earlier, everything about him was alert now–especially his dick down there, which throbbed heavily as the tension between the two of them heightened.
          Violet bit back a moan as Park slowly trailed one finger on her face, unable to keep her body from shivering.
          He smiled.
          Violet wanted to scratch it off Park’s face. Nordic asshole ogre! She tried communicating the words to Park with a glare, unwilling to speak because she had a feeling her voice would fail her if she did. Ugh. This was so not how she pictured things would happen. When she had woken up in a panic, all she knew was that she had to go to Park. He would fix things, like he always did, and then it would be okay.
          But this…this impossibly hot attraction between them? If they ended up actually succumbing to it because of her dare…
          Totally not okay!
          “Mmm.” Park’s voice was throaty, underlined by arrogance. “I think I know someone who finds me attractive, too.” He slowly lowered his head, wanting her to think he was about to take her up on his dare and kiss her.
          Violet reacted instinctively.
          The sudden painful pressure on his head was enough to make Park yelp. “You little—” He wasn’t able to finish his sentence as Violet, her fingers gripping his hair, gave it another hard yank.
          “—little what?” she asked sweetly, looking up at him.
          He glared at her.
          She yanked his hair harder.
          “You little beautiful chick,” he snarled.
          Violet let him go and immediately ran to the opposite side of the room before he could grab her. “So,” she said a little breathlessly, “we’ve proved our points. We know we’re both hotter than hot.” She deliberately kept her voice flippant even though she still couldn’t forget the dizzying sensation of his touch and the feelings his nearness created. If she had spent another moment in his arms, she had a feeling things between them would go beyond that so-called kiss she was threatening him about.
          “But this—” Violet made a vague wave to her surroundings. “—also proves that we’re both not ready to ruin our friendship over…” Violet smirked and then waved to her body. “This.”
          Before he could stop himself, Park’s eyes drifted low.
          Shit, shit, he-so-fucking-wanted-her-shit!
          He knew he shouldn’t have let her make him look at her body. As expected, it was in another one of those tiny silky things,