“Because I’m just some girl you fucked on a pool table after a four-hour conversation.” Lincoln gnawed on the inside of his cheek, letting out a huff of breath. “That really what you think, darlin’? That you’re some fuck to me? Hell, if that’s all this was, don’t you think I’d have turned you loose by now? I sure wouldn’t be taking off work and buying you ice cream, would I?”
