s**t. I could take her.
“You can’t expect to come out dressed in this hot little number, looking all perfect and untouchable, and just say hi, muzică mea. You’ll give a man a heart attack like that.”
I rolled my eyes at his over-the-top flirting, but deep down inside, I felt like I was having a v****a attack. She wanted him, stat. He was gorgeous in formal wear; his usually unruly hair was slicked back, and the sleek black tux he wore hugged his broad shoulders before coming in to frame his narrower waist. It was ridiculous to feel this turned on when I’d seen him naked, but somehow, that just made it hotter. I was the only one who knew what was under all that fine window dressing. I knew the real man, and I couldn’t wait to peel him out of it all later. Drive him wild, like I knew he co
