“Not necessarily.” He slid closer and propped his chin on my arm to look up at me. From this angle, his sexy eyes became adorable, like a puppy dog’s. “I like who I like when I’m with that person. When I’m in love with a woman, I’m not looking at anyone else—male orfemale. And when I’m with a man, it’s the same thing. I’m a one lover kind of guy.”
I didn’t know if I bought that. “Then you’re one in a million,” I muttered. “Everyone’s always looking for something new.”
He lowered his voice and purred, “Right now I’m looking at you.”