Oh God...his words are so dirty.

I refuse to admit that I want him.

Although I'm willing to bet he already knows. From the first moment I saw him in the elevator, I'm sure he knew that I was his for the taking. I'm like a puddle of goo around him.

Even when I should resist him, I can't.

Trying to salvage a few scraps of my pride, I lie through my teeth. "No, I don't want that."

Even though I can no longer see his face, I hear the amusement in his voice. "Is ...