She’d show him that she could be as spontaneous and as good in bed as the next woman.
His smile widened at her businesslike tone. “Might as well.”
“We can meet at your house. I’ll need your address.” This way if things went south, she could simply walk out the door, instead of having to kick him out of her place.
His eyes met hers and her body began to tremble.
“When it’s done, we walk away and never speak of this night again.” Dear God, had those words actually come from her mouth?
Ben’s look never wavered. “If that’s how you want it.”
Poppy stared into his eyes and felt her heart flip-flop. Had she really just negotiated the terms of a one-night stand? Yeah, spontaneity was definitely her middle name. “I’m sure some would call the arrangement cold-blooded.”
“I’ve never set much stock by what others say,” Ben said in that easy, confident way of his. “And we both know what’s simmering between us right now is anything but cold.”
Whether it was the wine, the teasing glint in his eyes or simply the relief at having the details worked out, Poppy laughed and did what she’d wanted to do all evening.
Leaning forward, she skimmed a finger down his cheek then kissed him full on the mouth. A heat hot enough to melt Alaska speared through her.
“Not cold.” Her lips curved in a satisfied smile as she pulled back. “Not cold at all.”
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