The Woman He Never Chose
He opened it smoothly, one twist, and handed it back.
"You know," he said, his eyes dropping to her legs, "we could go one round right here." He winked, sliding his hands into his pockets.
Cassie shook her head, laughing. "You are going to be the death of me, Eddie."
"And is that not a noble way to die?" He grinned.
She rolled her eyes and smacked him on the shoulder, playful, light. "I don't want to die."
Eddie smiled. "I know. I was only joking." His eyes moved over her body slowly, from the collar of the oversized t-shirt slipping off her shoulder, down to her bare thighs. "By the way, my shirt looks better on you than it does on the owner."