Jason's grip on Samantha's arm tightened slightly, his eyes smouldering with a mix of challenge and desire. He stepped closer to her, invading her personal space, their bodies almost touching. The electricity between them was palpable and as she stood there, daring him to do something to her, Jason ended up taking on the challenge.
"Oh, Samantha," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her very core, "you're so eager to play this game, aren't you? But let me be clear, I'm not a man who can be bought or manipulated. Neither can I be used and thrown away probably like every other man you have had in your life before me."
Her pulse quickened, the beat echoing in her ears as she met his gaze, the smirk still playing on her lips. "And yet, here you are, trying to figure me out," she replied, her voice a soft purr that seemed to stroke his ego. Now she was standing right next to him, her chest on his body.
