Free Revelation: A Contemporary Erotic Romance (Iris Series) by Rebecca Lynn Page A

fingers.
    “Emily, look at me.”
    She did, but with exasperation.
    “Without a shadow of a doubt, we will absolutely unequivocally be having some majorly dirty sex in the very near future.”
    “With each other?”
    He chuckled.  “Yes, Emily. With each other.  So it’s time to wrap your pretty little head around that fact.”
    She removed her hand from his and leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest.  She smiled when saying, “You’re just so confident, aren’t you, Detective?  Don’t you know the more you push me, the more I’m going to pull away?”
    “But see, that’s what adds to the excitement.  The push and pull.”
    “That’s what adds to the excitement for a time , Detective.”  She was purposely not using his first name.  She needed to create some distance from him until she could figure out how to play the situation.  “Then, like every other man in the world, when the challenge is over, you’ll move on.”  She realized too late that she’d shown too many of her cards.  Her statement implied that she’d experienced it before and that she wouldn’t want a man to ‘move on’.  That she wanted a man to stay.
    “You don’t know that will happen,” he said quietly, watching her.
    “Let’s be honest with each other, okay?”  She leaned forward.  “You’re a lover of women.  Pure and simple.  You’re looking for a good time and when you’re done with your good time, you’ll move on to the next one.  That’s all fine and dandy, Detective Callahan, if you want to live your life that way, but I’m not interested in being a notch on the bedpost, if you catch my drift.”
    “Again, you’re making assumptions and as a lawyer I’m surprised you would do that.”
    She rolled her eyes.  “My assumptions are based on very astute observations.  Come on.  You’re an outrageous flirt with every female I’ve ever seen you around.”
    He waved that away.  “That’s just my way.  It means nothing.  I do love women.  I love their minds and how they reason and talk, I love laughing with them, fighting with them, and yes, I love fucking them.  But that doesn’t mean I fuck any woman on the street.  I do have some scruples, Em,” he finished with a cute pout.
    She huffed out an exasperated sigh.  “My point is you’re a good time kinda guy.  You’re not serious in relationships –”
    “Is that what you want?  And how do you know I’m not serious in relationships?”
    “Have you ever been in a serious relationship with a woman?” she asked in a disbelieving tone.
    “Answer my question first.” 
    She was getting worked up.  It was taking her a moment to remember what his question was, and when she didn’t respond he continued. 
    “Is that what you want?  A serious relationship?”
    Yes.  I’ve wanted that for a long time.
    “I’m not having this conversation with you.”  She wiped at her mouth and calmly took her sweater off of the back of his chair to put it on.
    “Okay, so that was a ‘yes’.  Good.  Now we’re gettin’ somewhere.”
    She put her sweater on.  “No.  We’re not getting any where.  I gotta get going. I’ll walk the rest of the way.”  She had to get out so she could have some time to strategize.  She used to think her brain was a well-oiled machine, but when she was around him the cogs in the wheel seemed to fall off.
    “I’ll take you on the bike.” He took out his wallet and tossed a twenty dollar bill onto the table. 
    “No, that’s okay.  And I can pay for my own lunch –”
    “Of course you can.  But since I made you come to lunch with me, I’ll get this one.”  He smiled at her then tweaked her nose.  It was like the man was never bothered by anything, even her curt, bitchy attitude at the moment.
    “Thank you,” she mumbled.
    “You’re welcome.  And I’m taking you home.  I promised I would and that’s what I’m gonna do.”  Then he stroked her cheek in such a nonchalant way, it