“Aucun problème aucun Froid en pierre.” A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. The beat of her heart accelerated a few more beats like a race car just starting its engine before a race starts.
“I have no clue what you said.”
“Are you going to tell me?” Whatever it was, it sounded so desirable coming from his lips. Heck, anything coming from him would sound good. Her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest at any moment with the way he stared at her. It had been three years since a man made her feel like this.
He leaned over, his face two inches away from hers. His voice dropped an octave. “I will on one condition.”
“What’s that?” Her mouth went dry, and she resisted the urge to squirm in her chair as he spoke. His voice reached her so deep that she swore she could feel him in her bones.
“You go on a date with me.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
Kyle straightened and pinned her with a stare, his eyes darkening. “No, I’m not. If you want to know, you have to agree to go on a date with me first.”
Erin stood, grabbed the charts, and grunted. “I’m not going out with you.” She turned to walk away from him, but she didn’t make it far before his next words had her turning back.
“Fine, have it your way, Stone Cold.”
She swirled around, marched over to him. “What is that supposed to mean?” She’d thought the nickname had died down long ago and she sure didn’t want him calling her that. Blood boiled in her veins at hearing someone call her by that taunt once again.
“Listen here,” Erin poked him in the chest. “I’ll never go out with you. Not after you stood me up the last time.” Erin had never expressed how mad being stood up made her, but she was about to do it now. He had some nerve to ask her out after he never showed for their date two years ago. Who did he think he was?
“Why not? You know you want to, Stone Cold.”
“Stop right now!”
Kyle pushed off the desk; the motion forced her to look up at him. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close against his taut body, and rolled his hips towards her.
She swallowed hard.
“You need someone to kiss you thoroughly to make you shut up.”
Her heart pounded loudly in her ears. Lowering her gaze to his lips, she pulled her lower lip in, grazing it with her teeth. He inched forward until his kissable lips were so close to hers all she had to do was move less than an inch and they’d touch. He lifted her chin with a gentle finger, and she met his eyes. She pulled out of the daze that had consumed her. No. It couldn’t happen no matter how much she wanted him to kiss her. She tried to step away, but he held her tight against him.
“You have no clue what you’re talking about,” she snapped.
“Don’t I?” He challenged, raising a brow.
“Ugh! You’re such a pig.” She pushed him and took off down the hall, his laughter trailing after her.
Kyle got under her skin more than she wanted to admit. His cologne lingered on her scrubs, and she could still feel his arms around her. She’d almost given into the pull and leaned forward to kiss him. Kyle had been so close she could smell his Calvin Klein’s Obsession, and it messed with her head. She’d know that scent anywhere after working long hours and so close to him.