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got that last sentence out. Right now, my brain has completely stopped working, and I am not even sure I can process anything of sound mind.
    Mr. Blue Eyes has black hair flopping in that sexy way. My fingers want to run through it as I pull his mouth down to mine. His lips look to be firm yet soft. His angular jaw is something I could spend hours—
    Holy shit! I shake my head to stop my train of thought as I turn ten shades of red. Did he just ask me something? “Um, sorry, what did you say again?” Oh, kill me now.
    “I said, do you always go to such extremes to get attention from guys you’re interested in talking to?” His eyes are dancing with excitement.
    Just then, I realize that he hasn’t let go of my upper shoulders from when he reached out to grab me. My skin is on fire at the spots where he’s touching me. I’m confused by my reaction, and it causes me to completely miss what he said…again. “What?”
    “Are you seriously asking me to repeat myself for a third time?” He’s says jokingly.
    Oh, that smile. Would it be weird to start fanning myself? “Um, no…I mean, um…”
    Damn him. He is now smirking as I remember his previous question. He’s caused my brain to run on a ten-second delay. It’s time for a little payback as I play along. “Actually, I was vying for that hot guy’s attention over there. By irritating a brute like you, I was hoping that I could play the damsel-in-distress card. Then, he would come to my rescue, and voila, you would be out of the picture, and I would be with someone who deserves my time.”
    He gives me a once-over, and the heat in his eyes feels as if he is devouring me.
    “I think that guy would actually need to be paying attention to your damsel-in-distress act to be able to rescue you.”
    On a cellular level, my body reacts to the sound of his voice. We are still standing close, and my body is not listening to my mind telling it to take a step back. It doesn’t want this feeling to end.
    I must remain outwardly unaffected. “Oh, he is, trust me. He’s just playing it cool. He’s waiting for the best moment to make the biggest impression, so he can ensure never-ending gratitude.”
    “Have dinner with me,” he says, his voice serious and seductive.
    All I can do is blink at the sudden change in conversation. It makes me feel like I’m on a rocking boat, and I’m trying to keep it from swaying too much. For whatever reason, I am drawn to him like I have never been drawn to anyone in my life.
    “What?” I want to facepalm myself for saying that again to him.
    He’s on the verge of chuckling. Gah! He’s so infuriating and intriguing at the same time.
    “I think you like the sound of my voice. Is that why you keep asking me to repeat myself?”
    “Um…no?” I just want to die. Seriously, how did I respond with a question? My cheeks begin to heat again as I get a full megawatt smile, but then he looks confused.
    “No, you won’t have dinner with me? Or, no, you don’t like the sound of my voice?”
    My brain is on overload, and honestly, at this point, I am not even sure what my no meant. I don’t want this moment to end, but he’s a complete stranger. Didn’t I learn about stranger-danger in school?
    He interrupts my thoughts. “Hey, listen, a perfectly crowded restaurant is right over there on the beach. Please join me for dinner, and if you want to leave at any time, you can. Plus, I think you owe me after trying to use me,” he says as he winks at me.
    Oh geez. My heart starts to beat faster. I don’t think I could say no even if I tried. My body is obviously refusing to obey my mind. I can picture it now. After saying no, he would start to walk off, only to have me hanging on, not letting him go. There’s only so much humiliation a person can take in a day. “Okay, sure.”
    He lets go of my shoulders and rests his hand on the small of my back. That strange feeling is pulsing at the place where he is now touching me, causing an