“Where are your exterior plug-ins?” “I don’t know.” It’s the truth. I’ve never looked. His smile starts small before growing. The first look at the dimple in his right cheek has me swallowing a swoon. “Let’s have a look, then.” “Why are you smiling like that?” I blurt out. “Like what?” The fucker somehow grins impossibly bigger. “Like you know exactly how good-looking you are, especially when you smile like that. Are you trying to seduce me or something?” His laugh is pure sin.
