Zara
Seeing me pondering, Alpha Kane picked up his glass of wine. Without taking his intense yet teasing gaze from me, he spoke again.
"Are you afraid of losing? Or are you afraid you won't be able to resist me?"
I clicked my tongue, realizing Alpha Kane was trying to provoke me.
"Alpha, you think too highly of yourself. I'm not the kind of girl who'll fall at your feet just because we kissed twice." How can I shut my big mouth? It's Alpha's fault.
Alpha set the wine glass down, leaned toward me, and whispered.
"Then we'll make a bet."
His hungry gaze slid across my lips, teasing, enticing...
"Fine, but if I win, you'll greet me properly with a smile for the next week and try something new with me instead of your bland cocktails," I said, finishing the rest of my creamy treat and putting down my spoon.
"Deal." Alpha Kane rested his palms on the table and straightened up, pushing back his chair.
