The woman, clearly annoyed, clicked away in her high heels, trying to keep her dignity even though she’d just been put in her place.
Lilly let out a satisfied little snort.
Jason watched her, a quiet laugh tugging at his lips.
The sound caught Lilly’s attention. She narrowed her eyes at him, feigning annoyance. “Mr. Farill, what’s so funny?”
Jason met her gaze. “Lilly, didn’t you say you weren’t coming?”
Lilly lifted her chin, looking stubborn. “If I hadn’t shown up, would you have just found someone else to spend the night with, Mr. Farill?”
Jason’s eyebrow shot up. “I never said that.”
Lilly glared at him. “You’re such a player.”
She tossed the insult over her shoulder and turned to go.
But Jason was quicker. He opened the car door and caught her slender wrist, tugging her toward him. Lilly tumbled right into his lap.
The car was roomy, but with both of them squeezed into the driver’s seat, it felt way too close. The sudden closeness made Lilly’s cheeks turn pink.
She shot him another glare. “Mr. Farill, let me go.”
Jason just closed the door, keeping her there. “Lilly, are you mad? I didn’t say anything, I didn’t do anything, and you’re just going to call me names and leave?”
Lilly huffed. “You might not have done anything now, but if I hadn’t come down, you would’ve taken that woman to a bar, had some drinks, and then gone to a hotel, right? Are you really that lonely, Mr. Farill?”
Jason reached out, gently tilting her chin up. “I don’t agree with any of that, except for one thing. I am lonely. So, Lilly, will you keep me company?”
He didn’t even try to deny it.
Lilly rolled her eyes. “Shameless.”
His lips pressed firm and cool against hers, and her hands, instead of pushing him away, ended up clutching his suit jacket.
Lilly closed her eyes and started kissing him back.
His lips were soft and cool, and the way he kissed made her heart race. She didn’t know who gave in first, but soon she was wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, giving him a playful bite.
Jason’s body tensed and a shiver ran through him. He let out a low, rough sound.
Hearing it, Lilly immediately stopped, her eyes wide and sparkling. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Jason took her hand, guiding it against the rigid plane of his chest, his voice rough. “Why don’t you see for yourself? It hurts.”
Lilly yanked her hand away, then leaned forward and bit his throat.
He sucked in a sharp breath.

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