"What's not to understand?" Danny murmurs. His arm slides smoothly around her slender waist, yanking her flush against his chest until there's barely an inch of space between them. "I did it for you. Watching you sit there alone with another man drove me insane with jealousy."
They are so close she can feel the heat radiating off his body and the steady rhythm of his breath against her skin. Her heart kicks into overdrive. The intense, predatory look in his eyes makes her feel like he's going to devour her right there in the front seat.
"Stop talking nonsense or I'm deducting your points!" she stammers, shoving her hands against his chest in a panic. But compared to his solid, muscular frame, she doesn't stand a chance. He doesn't budge an inch.
Seeing her flustered, Danny lets out a low, wicked laugh. Instead of letting go, his grip tightens, pulling her firmly into his lap. "Deducting points? What points? If I score a perfect hundred, does that mean you'll give me official boyfriend status?" His voice is a rough, seductive purr right against her ear, wrapped in his heavy, musky scent. The sheer intimacy of it makes the tips of her ears burn bright red.
Embarrassed and utterly trapped, she glares at him fiercely. "Let me go right now! And stop teasing me!"
But her attempts to look intimidating only make her look adorably flushed in his eyes. He has to forcibly restrain himself from kissing her breathless. Still, holding her like this is a phenomenal perk. He knows if he pushes the angry little kitten too far, she really will bite.
He reluctantly loosens his hold, but not before reaching up to pinch her flushed cheek. She is so petite, yet she feels incredibly soft in his arms. He is practically addicted to touching her.


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