Laces and Lace

Page 6


“Where’s the fire?” he asked, replacing his arm with his hip. She took a step back, and he noticed she was squeezing the bottle she held so tightly her knuckles were white.
“No fire, just need to go find my friend.”
Karson’s head fell to the side. “Oh, well, I wanted to say hi. Introduce myself.”
“I know who you are,” she said quickly, looking up at him.
His mouth curved in a grin as he slowly nodded. “Well, that’s not fair. I want to know you. What’s your name?”
Looking away, she expelled a breath, trying to act like she was annoyed, but Karson could see it in her eyes. She wanted him.
“Lacey, such a pretty name. I’m Karson. It’s truly a pleasure to meet you,” he said, reaching out to take her hand in his. She didn’t take his at first, but he could see in her eyes that she wanted to. Finally, she did, squeezing his hand as she held his gaze. When she brought her lip in between her teeth, it took everything not to groan out loud. She was sexy and sweet all in one. He could get lost in her body and never look back. He had never been completely taken by a girl like this, but Lacey was doing something to him, and he liked it way more than he should.
“So you’re Grady’s sister, right? Younger sister?”
She nodded as he got lost in depths of her green eyes. “Yes, I may be younger, but I can still make him cry.”
Karson laughed. “Good to know and, if I may add, that’s kind of hot.”
He wanted to make her laugh. When her lips curved in a smile, the laughter followed, and his dick came to life in his pants. It was such a heavenly sound, and he had never wanted to make a girl laugh as much as he wanted to make Lacey.
“You’re a dork.”
“That’s a good thing, right? That turns you on?”
She laughed again as she shook her head. Looking at him through hooded eyes, she said, “Maybe.”
“Good to know. It was great to see that you came to watch me play tonight. I’m pretty good, huh?”
She laughed, rolling her eyes. “Wow, conceited much?”
Karson grinned. “I know what I saw.”
“You’re delusional. I came to watch my brother.”
Still grinning, he said, “But you watched me.”
“You were on the ice; I was watching the game,” she protested, but he shook his head.
“Your eyes never left me.”
“How do you know?” she asked with an amused look.
“Because when I wasn’t trying to score, I was watching you.”
Her cheeks deepened with color as she looked down, playing with the label on the beer. “I’m not sleeping with you; you’re wasting your time throwing all this game at me.”
He was a goner. This girl was it. Any other girl would have fallen for his game, but not Lacey Martin.
Smiling, he said, “Who said anything about sleeping together? Are you thinking about having sex with me?”
Her cheeks colored more before she looked away, laughing louder, making him think that maybe she was. He liked that. A lot. “Oh my God, shut up!”
“I never once brought up sex, and you did.”
“Whatever,” she said, a grin still pulling her lips.
“You are really beautiful when you do that. I like that half smile thing. Really hot.”
Meeting his gaze, her smile fell as she looked away, shaking her head. “You’re wasting your time.”
“Let me be the one to decide that, and aren’t you supposed to thank me? I did just say you are the hottest girl in the world.”
Her cheeks still burned with color as she nodded. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
She brought her beer up to her lips, and he smiled as he watched her take a sip before asking, “Are you old enough to drink?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you going to tell on me if I’m not?”
He shook his head. “Nope, I was just trying to figure out how old you are.”
“Eighteen,” she answered, a smile pulling at her sweet lips.
“Cool, I like my girl legal.”
“Your girl?” she laughed, her eyes wide.
As she giggled, her eyes bright, he admired the long lashes that framed her beautiful eyes. “Yeah, you didn’t get the memo that I find you incredibly sexy and want to know every single thing about you?”
She shook her head, taking a step toward him. Her body was close; he could feel the heat of her and knew he’d miss it once space was put between them again. Karson craved to press her against the counter and kiss the living hell out of her, but before he could, she said, “Obviously, you didn’t get the memo that said I’m off-limits.”
With his eyes locked with hers, his mouth came up at the side. “Off-limits, why?”
“You don’t want me. You think you do, but I promise you’ll return me the minute you have me,” she said sadly as she looked away. “This was fun. You’re insanely hot, and any girl would be lucky to have you ruthlessly flirt with her, but believe me, you don’t want me.”
“I disagree,” he said, taking a step toward her, closing the distance between them. Her breasts touched his chest, and it took everything out of him to form words as he got lost in her eyes. “I think I’d treasure you. I think it would surprise you how much I do want you.”
She gasped for breath as she took a step back, putting distance between them. Her eyes told him that Karson had her, but soon she was shaking her head as she whispered, “Don’t waste your time, Karson.”