Free Dating A Cougar by Donna McDonald Page A

moments, and then walked to the chair. He opted for direct honesty.
    “I’ve spent every moment since last evening wanting to kiss you. Since you don’t want to let me, we have to talk until you get around to agreeing to some sort of compromise about it. I’m not leaving until we come to an agreement,” Casey said with a shrug.
    Alexa sat and stared at Casey wondering where the nervous man was who came to see her yesterday.
    “Talk? You came here in the middle of a business day to talk to me about—what exactly? Casey, we hardly know each other,” she protested.
    “Wow. That’s really good, I almost feel guilty for coming. Your tone is frosty as hell,” Casey acknowledged. He hooked his cane on the chair arm because it did look like it was going to take awhile. “My wife used to tell me I was a rare man because I understood women needed to talk until they were comfortable with a situation. I never minded talking to her about what bothered her, even when I didn’t understand completely. In the end, it was always better for both of us to talk it out.”
    Alexa pushed her hair behind her shoulders, linked her fingers together on the desk, and gave him a sparkly blue stare. “Casey, I really don’t have time for word games or a lengthy discussion that will lead nowhere. I have a meeting in—“
    “—two hours,” he finished for her. “I checked Sydney’s PDA. He left it on the desk.” He felt no guilt whatsoever in lying to protect Sydney.
    “That’s—“
    “—underhanded and probably illegal, I know. I’m a determined man, Alexa. You’re all I’ve thought about since you touched your lips to mine. Haven’t you been thinking about it, too?”
    The last thing Alexa intended to do was confess about how much thinking she’d done about it. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re pushy and rude.”
    Casey merely smiled at her rant, which cut it off completely. Alexa finally saw that he was working hard to rile her up. He wanted her upset and off-balance for some reason, probably to prove he could make her that way.
    Well, it wasn’t going to happen.
    “Casey, go home. The urges you have about me will pass. I’m sorry about last evening. I shouldn’t—I shouldn’t have kissed you, even the little brush against your lips that was barely a kiss. It was a mistake. I don’t intend to make any more mistakes with you,” Alexa assured him.
    “If you can tell me honestly I haven’t been on your mind, then I’ll leave and say nothing else about this,” Casey told her. “But I have it on good authority you don’t lie to anyone except your mother.”
    “Who have you been talking to about me? Jenna would never share that kind of information. I don’t even think she knows,” she protested.
    Casey leaned forward and studied her intently. “I like you, Alexa. I like you a lot, and I want to kiss you.”
    “Do you think if you kiss me it will change my mind about being too old for you?” Alexa asked, incredulous at his gall, but thrilled to hear him say her name while demanding to kiss her. At the same time, she wondered how Casey carried his oversized male ego around in just a regular sized body like his.
    He was so nervous yesterday, now today he was demanding and arrogant. The men in his family definitely had issues.
    “What are you afraid of, Alexa? It’s just a kiss. I’m sure you’ve kissed lots of men in your life. Kiss me and find out what we have between us. I know you want to know as much as I do,” Casey said.
    Alexa let go a string of swearing that surprised Casey because he heard the f-word a couple times, but he found it revved his engine, too. He watched, fascinated, as Alexa stomped around the desk to hold out a hand to him.
    “Fine. Up against the wall then, Carter. If your legs give out, I’ll need help holding you up.”
    Casey almost laughed at her orders and her fear of him falling, but decided he’d pushed her as far as he could. He let Alexa take his full weight as she