My Naughty Self

city buzzed around them, but to her, it felt

g with doubt. "You don't seem like s

ybe not. But what about you? D

step back. "I care about boundarie

sent a chill down her spine.

annoyed how easily he got under her

"I'm not trying to make you unco

said coolly, even though her

sharp. "You're not used to

s is?" she challenged, raisi

thing off about it. "Not reall

cat," she joked, tryi

," he shot back, glancing at her l

unsaid feelings. Izzy hated how her heart raced. She didn'

curious, I have to go," she

g aside with a flourish. "I

most like a brand. She told herself not to look back,

ith that annoying mix of amusement and intrigue. This time, he ti

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their encounter. She tried to focus on work, sip wine, and even binge-watch realit

ughts. She picked it up, hoping for anythin

ry men send coffee

she typed a quick response, brushing off her friend's jokes. But as she laid

inking abo

His mind was far away, lost in thoughts of Izzy. There

s thoughts. He looked at the screen. I

to talk. Don't fo

e. For a moment, darkness flashed across his face. Then h

eep would take her away. But even in the dark, her mind wouldn't le

d stared out at the night. His face was hard