Hardin Scott has been madly in love with Tessa Young since the moment he first laid eyes on her, but there's no way she could ever see him as anything more than a friend. After all, he's a bad boy with a promiscuous past and she's a sweet and innoce...
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Hardin and I lie in bed cuddling for another hour before I'm ready to get up for the day. I try to wiggle free from Hardin's arms, so I can finally get out of bed.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asks as he tightens his arms around me.
"Hardin!" I giggle.
"I'm never letting you go again, baby," he beams.
"I was just going to go make us some lunch! It's already 1 in the afternoon!"
"Fine..." he groans. "I guess I'll get up and take a shower. Care to join me?" He smirks.
"No way! I know what that will lead to."
"You know me too well," he chuckles.
I go grab some clothes to change into and notice Hardin is still in bed, just watching me. "I thought you were going to take a shower. What's with the grin plastered on your face?"
"I'm just happy, Tess. You make me so happy. I'm one lucky bastard."
"You better remember that," I joke.
"Are you sure I can't convince you to come back to bed?" he begs.
"I'm tempted to, but I'm also starving!"
"I could satisfy your appetite," Hardin says seductively.
"I'm going now!" I laugh as I leave the room.
Hardin eventually gets out of bed and showers, while I make us some lunch.
Half an hour later he comes out of the bathroom with damp hair and smelling of his signature minty scent.
He sits at the table and I place his sandwich in front of him. "Before you insult my food, remember who controls your sex life."
"Okay, Tess!" Hardin roars with laughter. He takes a bite of the sandwich. "This is actually pretty good." He smiles.
"Pretty good? What a lovely compliment." I roll my eyes.
"You know, you satisfy me in both the kitchen and the bedroom. You'll make a great wife."
"How sexist of you," I say as I roll my eyes at him again.
"I'm only kidding, baby."
"I know."
"I think I'll actually have to do the cooking when we're married."
"Hardin! And I actually thought you were going to be nice today."
"Okay, okay! I'll stop. So, what are the plans for today?"
"Well, I wanted to do something special for you today. You know, to show you how sorry I am for thinking the worst with that whole bra situation," I say as I look down.
"Tessa, you don't have to do that."
"You always do stuff like that for me. I want to."
"Tess... What did you have in mind?"
"Well, what would you like me to do?"
"Car sex?"
I spit out my juice. "Hardin! Are you serious?"
"No. I just wanted to see your reaction," he laughs.
"Gosh. Can you be serious? I'm trying to do something nice for you."
"Striptease?"
"You're impossible!"
Hardin continues to laugh. "Tess, it's okay. You don't have to."
"Fine, I'll just have to think of something on my own."
"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it will be great," he says as he leans over the table and kisses me.
