“Maybe you like the easy prey,” she said, “but I’ll take a man who knows what he’s doing over an innocent any day of the week.”
She paused, her brain ticking over the possibilities as she dropped the rest of her trash into the bin. How many times had he professed his skills to her? He’d even done so the very first night they’d met. Jenny thought it was about time Ashley put his money where his mouth was.
“How about a bet?” She kept her tone playful as she looked back at him. “Something small. Between friends.”
“Friends?” He looked at her with a challenge in his eyes. “Is that what we are now?”
A charge surged over her skin. “Do you have a better word for it?”
Ashley shrugged. “I don’t normally want to drag my friends home and f**k them into the wall.”
His candor brought a fresh rush
