Tangled by Karen Erickson

throw herself at him and beg him to give her
    another one of those life-changing orgasms.
    “Nice greeting,” Trevor said, his voice cool as he took a step toward her, then another.
    She backed up, not wanting to get too close. Electricity seemed to zing between them, bouncing back
    and forth from her body to his, and her nipples hardened beneath the thin black tank top she wore.
    His gaze dropped to her breasts immediately, and she knew without a doubt he noticed.
    Damn him. And damn her nipples, too.
    “I’m just…busy. I don’t have much time to talk.” Such a lie. She was about to leave for a quick dinner
    break before the show started.
    “You had enough time for Austin.” Oh yes, Trevor definitely sounded jealous.
    “He was giving me advice.” She nibbled on her lower lip, angry at herself for her choice of words.
    The interest on Trevor’s face was clear.
    “About what?”
    “Work stuff.” She waved her hand, not wanting to talk about it. She didn’t want to mention what
    Austin had shared with her. “Nothing major. What’s going on?”
    “I wanted to talk to you.” His voice lowered, took on a husky tone that tempted her to shiver.
    But she held herself in check. Just barely.
    “What about?” Oh, he was coming closer. He took another step, then another, crowding her, and she
    backed up, bumping against the wall. Trapped with Trevor so close she could smell him, the scent spicy
    and clean and warm.
    Slowly driving her mad.
    “I wanted to apologize for the other night.” His gaze wandered over her face, rested on her mouth and
    her lips tingled. As if he had just touched her there.
    She wondered how amazing it would be to actually kiss this man. Feel his mouth pressed to hers, his
    tongue…
    “Apologize for what? The orgasm you gave me?” Ah, here came her smart mouth. She couldn’t keep
    it in. It was as if he drew it out of her.
    He chuckled, the sound warm, inviting, curling through her like elusive wisps of smoke she
    desperately wanted to capture. “Unless it was awful I won’t apologize for that. ”
    “It wasn’t awful,” she admitted in a small voice.
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    “Then I’m not sorry.” He smiled, all dazzling teeth and boy next door gorgeous. “I want to apologize
    for being such a jerk.”
    “Well, I was a jerk, too.” But she refused to say sorry. She couldn’t admit she was sorry.
    Stubborn. Old habits died hard.
    “So we’re both apologizing then.” He reached out, twirled a wavy strand of her hair around his finger
    and lightly tugged. “Maybe we could start over.”
    She held her breath, her gaze cutting to that finger she could just see in her peripheral vision. He
    twirled her hair around his finger again and again, slow, rubbing the strand as if he was testing it. “Start
    over with what? There’s nothing to start over.”
    “There’s not?” He twirled another strand, and another. “Your hair is so soft.”
    She ignored his comment, ignored the way it made her skin flush and her nipples harden even more.
    Especially ignored the fact that her panties were damp and her knees weak. “There shouldn’t be.”
    “Why not?”
    “We won’t be good together.” Lies, all lies. She was the biggest liar in the whole wide world.
    “You think?” He leaned in close, his face level with hers, gray eyes seeking the truth. “I think we’d be
    fucking fantastic together.”
    “I bet you say that to all the girls.” She repeated her words from four nights ago, her voice hoarse, her
    throat dry. Afraid he was saying some sort of rehearsed line he kept in his repertoire and brought out to
    seduce women.
    Trevor shook his head slowly, his gaze again drifting to her mouth. As if he wanted to kiss it, drink
    from her, taste her over and over again. “Your opinion of me is pretty low, huh?”
    “Terribly low,” she confessed, earning another chuckle.
    “What can I do to rectify that?” He propped a hand on the wall behind her, his