"Flattery won't get you anywhere, Kass . Except, of course, if it's accompanied by a kiss."
"You hide behind the charm, flirt constantly, flash that bad-boy smile at everyone, and live by the 'no strings attached' rule. But in doing that, you've reduced yourself to a sex toy." It made her wonder why and what he wanted to hide. Pain? Guilt? Shame? Loss? The guy was a puzzle, and that appealed to the curious side of her nature.
Her disappointment In him sat heavy in the air, and Marcus didn't like it. "Well, if your opinion of me is really that low, it's going to make my goal to seduce you even harder."
She did a double take. "What's that now?"
"Come on, Kass , are you really going to pretend you didn't sense me circling you the past few months?"
She spluttered. "That was just you being your usual flirtatious self. I'm not your type. You like foo-foo females."
"Foo-foo?" he chuckled.
