“No, I just asked, and she said she ain’t going.”

“Son of a bitch, is she there?” Lucas asked, madder than hell. How dare she blow him off! He put his heart on the line letting her know how he felt and she couldn’t even call and tell him!

“Yeah, but I can’t transfer you,” Rob whispered. “She’ll kill me.”

What Rob didn’t know was that Lucas was driving down West End and Rocky Top Wines was located on 16th Avenue when he called. Lucas turned onto 16th, heading towards Fallon’s office.

“Fine don’t, I don’t care.” Lucas hung up and tried to control his breathing. He was done with their games, she was going to talk to him and she was going to do it now.

Lucas parked his truck along the side of the building and got out, pushing the lock button as he walked towards the front door. He rode the elevator to the third floor and when the doors opened Rob looked up from his desk. As Lucas stepped off the elevator and headed towards him, Rob stood up, sputtering something along the lines of Lucas wasn’t allowed in Fallon’s office.

But when did Lucas ever go by the rules?

Never, and he wasn’t going to start today.

Lucas threw Fallon’s office door open, slamming it behind him before Rob could come in. Fallon looked up from her computer with a pair of naughty little glasses sitting low on her nose. Her eyes went wide as she stood up quickly. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her wearing an oversized dark green sweater that hung along her thighs. Her legs were covered by tight black stretchy pants and her hair was down along her shoulders. She looked beautiful, even in everyday clothes. That was one thing about her that he just couldn’t stop loving, he loved that she could be dressed to the nines and then dressed in sweats and still be the most beautiful girl in the world.

“Lucas.”

“Yeah, hey, so you weren’t going to call me or meet me for dinner tonight?”

“What?”

“You heard me, I worked hard on all the things I did for you this week and you can’t even give me one dinner?”

“I never asked for them!” she yelled, coming around the desk.

“I don’t care, isn’t it common courtesy that when a guy does something nice for you, you should do something nice for them? Isn’t that the way you country folk do things down here?!”

“Oh my God, get over yourself, I don’t want anything do with you, what don’t you understand?!”

“Oh come on, it’s been years! I’m sorry for what I did, I just want another chance!”

“And who said I want to give it to you! Who says you deserve it?!”

“I do! I’m not that person anymore. Give me a chance to prove that to you!”

Yeah, this Fallon wasn’t the girl he cheated on back then. The girl he knew wouldn’t have been in a screaming match with him; she would have just ignored him and waited for him to leave.

But not new Fallon — she was set and ready to fight back with him.

Damn it turned him on!

“I don’t want to give you a chance, you ruined me! You broke me! So why would I give you another chance to do it all again?!”

“I see you can still be a little dramatic,” Lucas said nonchalantly, even though everything she said hurt a little. He knew he had hurt her, but broke her? Damn.

“You said you loved me! You’re a liar because you never, ever, ever did! If you did you wouldn’t have f**ked my best friend!”

Lucas couldn’t help but laugh. “Are we really quoting Bruno Mars right now? Do you want me to carry on the next part, and then we can join in together at the chorus?”

Her eyes got dark with something, maybe lust…or hatred, either way he smiled. When he saw her mouth twitch at the side, fighting the smile that was threatening to show, he couldn’t help but say, “What did you do, sit up all night listening to that song, figuring out ways to use it when you yelled at me?”

“Fuck you, Lucas!”

“Anytime baby girl,” Lucas said with a grin. God, she was fun to mess with. The way her face flushed and her eyes narrowed turned him on to the point of no return.

Damn, she was hot.

A heated moment passed through them as their gazes locked and their breathing quickened. She could cause him to be hard for weeks with nothing but one look. When she puckered her little lips the way she was doing as she looked at him, he swore he could go right there. He loved her mouth and he loved when she did naughty things with it.

He loved her.

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Fallon looked away, she had to. Lucas was giving her that, ‘I’m about to throw you up against a wall and screw your brains out’ look and she couldn’t handle it. Just being in the room with him was making her hot from head to toe. She moved past him, wanting to get to the door so she could kick him out. When she reached it and turned, Lucas took a step towards her, making her take a step back, trapping her between him and the door.

Fuck. He was too close.

He gave her a knowing smile as he put both his hands on the wall, trapping her head between them.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuckity, FUCK!

“Oh, baby girl, why do you fight it?”

Fallon took a deep breath, trying her damndest not to be affected by his sexy grin or smoking gray eyes as she looked up at him. “I’ve told you many times, I’ve not your baby girl, and I ain’t fighting anything.”

Lucas just laughed as he moved in closer, his body only inches from hers. When she felt the heat of him, she wanted to melt into a puddle of goo. He was the best person to sleep with when it was cold, he gave off so much heat that Fallon didn’t even need a blanket when she slept with him.