''Who was that? I'm certain he did not refer to you...'' his gaze scanned her from head to toe before he looked into her eyes.
She held her breath unknowingly.
''...Or maybe he was just kidding,'' he completed his words.
''Maybe,'' She ended up laughing, ''Look at those flirting skills. Is that how you rope women over?"
''You smiled,'' he said and she paused, ''...Finally.''
She stopped laughing and glanced at him with a straight face, ''That was not an answer to my question.''
''Well, look at me, do you think I need to flirt with women to have them in my bed?" his statement sounded bold but then it was true. He had everything it took to make a woman go wet in the panties and give in to the temptation.
He was rich, hot, handsome, and had those bad-boy vibes that gave butterflies to women.
''And I wasn't flirting with you,'' he said and she looked at him.
