Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

"The cafe I used to work at is good, but a nicer place would mean better tips."

"You really want to work when you could rely entirely on your parents' money?"

"Is that wrong?"

"No."

"I'm still living in their house and letting them pay my tuition."

"You want to feel independent."

"Yeah. I, uh... there are some things I don't mind help with." She trips over her words, her voice all nerves. "Things you could help me with."

"What kinds of things?"

"Kit."

I let my voice drop. "Yeah?"

"I've never... how do we do this?"

"Do what?" I play dumb.

"You're evil."

"Not sure what you're referring to."

"You are too."

"No, I'm tired. I'm not quick right now."

"Bullshit." She lets out another nervous laugh. "Why do I even talk to you?"

"Cause I'm hot?"

"You are." Her voice gets sincere. "But that's not why. It doesn't hurt, but it's not why. I... I care about you."

The tone of her voice makes me warm all over. It's not the same as the raw heat of desire. That I feel in one place. This, I feel everywhere.

"Kit, if you keep fucking with me this isn't going to happen."

That's worth the risk. "What isn't going to happen?"

"Christopher Lockhart! I will hang up this phone, right now."

"Am I torturing you too thoroughly?"

"Yes."

"What if I want you panting with need?"

"Then you touch yourself for my listening pleasure."

Fuck, she's confident all of a sudden.

I like it.

"Yeah?" I ask.