Page 27 of The Hook Up
Ty shot a grimace at the jacket-covered computer. “Admittedly the appointment got off to a slightly different start than I expected, but that was fun. You have a great kid.”
“I do, don’t I?” She smiled.“I always wonder if people say that to all parents. Even when their kids are real assholes.”
“If your kid were an asshole, I can promise you I would have found someplace else for him to hang out for the last half hour. Preferably a closet or something.”
Ellie laughed as he pulled his jacket off the monitor then hung it neatly on a hook by the door. The screensaver had kicked in, but Ellie was still curious about the image she’d seen.
“You must have had a plan for today,” she said. “Judging from what I saw on that screen.”
He looked startled for a second, and Ellie wondered if she’d just stuck her foot in her mouth. “I mean, I assume that was something for Madame Butterfly. Not that there’s anything wrong with looking at porn?—”
Ty’s booming laugh halted her ridiculous flow of words, and Ellie shut her mouth.
“If I were surfing porn, I definitely wouldn’t be checking out pictures of cock rings and fruit,” he said.
“Whatwouldyou be looking at?” she asked.
Oh, hell. I said that out loud. Ellie licked her lips, not sure whether to hide under the desk or run from the room.
What was I thinking?
She stared at Ty, heart thudding in her ears as she answered her own question.
I was thinking that I want to seduce him. I’m out of practice, but maybe this is how it starts.
“Are you asking about my turn-ons?” His eyes held hers, dark and molten and daring. “You want to know what gets me hot?”
Her heart skidded to a halt, ramming itself against her rib cage.
Is he flirting with me? Oh. My. God. What do I do?
“Yes,” she said, eyes locked with his as her pulse thudded in her head. “I guess I am. What gets you hot, Ty?”
CHAPTER6
Ty’s heartbeat thrummed hard as he met those sea-blue eyes with his best effort not to blink. Or gawk. Or bend her over his desk and hike up that dress and?—
“You’re asking what turns me on?” he asked slowly.
Did she mean it? With his luck, he’d misheard her, and she’d asked for directions to the nearest library.
But the heat in her eyes suggested otherwise. He had a hunch the question had nothing to do with her job.
She wanted to know what got him hot. Nowthatwas a turn-on.
Ellie eased away from the desk. She’d been leaning against it, but now she stepped closer. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hands shook. That didn’t stop her from edging into his space.
“Yes,” she said. “You’ve seen my product demos. You’ve looked at my website. Even without all that, I imagine you have your own cache of sexual experiences to draw from.”
Ty swallowed hard, fighting the instinct to reach for her. “Maybe one or two.”
“I’m curious.” Her voice was whispery now, her lips scant inches from his. “What gets your blood humming? What makes you breathe a little faster?”
You,his brain screamed.
He swallowed again. “Ellie.”
She smiled. Did she know her name answered the question?
