“I don’t really care what they’re thinking,” he said tightly. Even though his eyes were somewhat shadowed with his head tilted down toward her, she could feel his gaze boring into her. Her body stirred with interest. Dammit. It was like he’d trained her pussy like a Pavlovian dog. One dark, intimate look and her whole body tingled. “I want to know what you’re thinking. A wedding date with your ex? Why not ask me to go?”

“Seriously?” She rolled her eyes. “We were trying to keep our friends from butting in. How fast do you think they’d be on us if I’d invited you to my cousin’s wedding? Hmm?” She tapped a finger against the side of her lips, tilting her head, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Probably about as quickly as they are since you’ve gone all Captain Caveman in front of them.”

Other than a little growl at hearing his new nickname, Jake didn’t react to it, which was kind of disappointing.

“You could have asked me as a friend.”

“We haven’t exactly ever been super friendly,” she pointed out, thoroughly exasperated. Throwing her hands up in the air, she resisted the urge to smack some sense into him. Dom or not, there was no way he’d tolerate that. “What the hell do you want from me?”

“I want you to take me as your date and not your ex.”

“Oh, so we’re dating now?”

She asked the question sarcastically, but Jake’s reaction was nothing like she expected. His shoulders softened slightly, his mouth opened and closed without answering, and she blinked as she realized...

“Wait, you want to date me?”

Shit, shit, back up! Danger, Will Robinson, danger! There is a disturbance in the Force! 

Talk about a total rewind for her brain. Did Jake like her for more than her body? Shit... That was going to make the little mini-crush she had on him a lot harder to fight...

“We can’t just start dating, our friends would never leave us alone,” he said finally, although there was a note of uncertainty in his voice, like he wanted her to argue with him.

But he was right. Plus, who knew if his sudden desire for more than being fuck buddies was real or if he was just suffering from some kind of sex-logged moment of insanity. Maybe she’d literally fucked his brains out over the past couple weeks and this was the result. At least he wasn’t so far gone as to be totally unaware of the consequences.

She sighed. “Okay, so what you’re saying is that as long as we’re fucking, you don’t want us to date anyone else?”