Her answering laugh was a little strained. “Just to tempt me unreasonably, I see.” Closing her eyes, Summer leaned her forehead on his shoulder. “I’m not a toy, Tony. If you want to … persuade me, go ahead.” She sighed. “Just carrying me off to your bedroom to screw me senseless is not, in fact, actually very persuasive to me.”
“But I don’t want you to be just another notch either, Summer. Don’t you see?” he moved a hand to gently caress her shoulder. “You’re not like the others. And I want you to stay like that. As long as you want to as well?” he glanced down at her, his hand moving slowly up and back down her arm.
His touch was making the fine hair stand up all along her arm, sending shivers down her spine. “How can you say that?” she murmured. “I walked into your Tower an hour ago. It’s not that I don’t believe in love at first sight, but … I don’t know. It’s not even that I don’t want you. You’re gorgeous and you kiss like nobody I’ve ever met and you took the moment to care about me from an off-hand remark and I’m still scared that I’ll wake up in the morning and your Ms. Potts will be waiting to throw me out.”