Chapter18

#Chapter18

/"I’ve more than enough testosterone to deal with, having you glued to my hip on a daily basis, Carrero. And no. I don’t ever see you taking that hat off and being happy with only one woman to keep your interest./" I’m trying to keep my focus on my food as my cheeks warm up, I’m not comfortable with this ever-probing fascination with my lack of boyfriend. It makes me squirm in my seat.

/"Emma?/" he looks at me pointedly, that hint of serious coming through the boyish charm.

/"Even women have needs./"

Do they?

I think sourly. I’m pretty sure I’ve never needed to go there. I tried it when I was young; non-serious boyfriends and the pressure of other kids doing it. I didn’t like it much and it only left a nasty taste in my mouth.

/"You would know, of course, being one hundred percent hot-blooded male./" I laugh at him, raising a brow at the man who is as far from feminine as any guy can get.