“I’ve found that actions speak louder than words,” I say. It sounds huskier even to my own ears, and for once, it wasn’t intentional, not part of some intricate scheme to win someone over, to convince them to tell me what I want to hear. This is so far out of character for me. Usually, I’m all talk, no action. All flirting with no payoff. God, I can’t remember the last time I went on a real date that wasn’t set up for work, much less the last time I kissed a man. But right now, I want this man to prove to me he has the skill.
