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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I've come up with the perfect thing for Hardin and me to do tonight. It just might be a little difficult to get Hardin to agree to it. "Hardin?"
"Yes, Tess?" he looks up from his manuscripts he's been reading on the couch.
"I thought of something for us to do tonight."
"What's that?"
"It's a surprise!"
"Okay..." he quietly chuckles.
"But, you have to... dress up."
"What? No..." he groans.
"Yes."
"Tess, if this is my surprise, then why do I have to do something I don't want to?" he whines.
"I'm sorry, but there's a dress code. Other than that, I know you'll love it."
"Yeah, well at home we can walk around naked. I'd prefer to do that tonight, instead."
"Don't be so... you tonight! It will be fun. Now, go put on a damn dress shirt and suit! We're going to be leaving soon."
"Whoa."
"What?" I snap.
"Nothing..."
"Tell me!" I demand.
"You bossing me around is kind of fucking hot."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes," he chuckles.
"Well, don't get any ideas! I don't want to be late, so go get ready! Now!"
"Tessa... you're only turning me on more," he laughs.
"Hardin!"
"Yes, ma'am!" he says as he winks at me.
Now that Hardin's finally getting ready, I can finish getting ready myself. I pick out my most sparkly dress and give my hair gentle waves. I put on some light makeup and my charm bracelet.
I walk out into the living room and Hardin turns around to look at me. His jaw drops open, but no words come out. "Do I look okay?" I ask shyly.
"Do you look okay?" Hardin repeats.
"Yeah...." I blush.
"Tessa, you look... absolutely breathtaking! You look so damn sexy."
"You think so?" I ask as I twirl around.
Hardin nods. "Fuck, Tess... I don't think I want you leaving the apartment like that."
"Hardin, don't start with that."
"Every single guy is going to be staring at you." He pouts.
"Well..." I start to say as I walk toward him. When I reach Hardin, I dip my finger in the top of his pants and run it along the hemline. Then I slide my hand up his stomach and chest. I continue to run my hand over his shoulder until I place it behind his neck and lightly tug at his hair. He locks eyes with me. "I'm only looking at you," I say seductively.
"Fuck, Tessa... I almost came in my boxers."
"There'll be time for that later." I wink. I walk toward the door in my sexiest strut. I turn around and ask, "Are you coming?"
"Uh... yeah." Hardin nods with his mouth wide open. I love the way I can drive him crazy. He always makes me feel like the sexiest girl in the room.
I open the door and Hardin follows me out the door. "I'm driving us there," I announce.
"Okay. You're in charge, baby, but at least take my car. I want to make sure we don't break down on the way," he chuckles.
"You're going to let me drive your car?!"
"Right now, I'd let you do anything you wanted to," he says while staring at my chest.
"Hardin, you're drooling," I giggle and get into the driver's side of Hardin's car.
"Can you blame me?"
"I guess not!" I joke.
"So, where are we going?"
"Nope! You'll have to wait."
It only takes us twenty minutes to get there and as I pull into the parking lot, Hardin reads the sign on the building. "We're going to a jazz club?"
"Uh-huh," I nod.
"I love you, Tess, but I'm not sure why you thought I would love this."
"Well, Hardin... I'll be dancing up against you," I begin to say. I lean into Hardin and whisper in his ear, "And I'm not wearing any underwear."
