[COMPLETED] "You're sitting here looking edible, and what you're wearing for starters, is not exactly helping," he said shamelessly. I blushed furiously at him and tried to ignore what he said. "Ha, no need to be ashamed, I'm serious I'm about 3 seconds away from taking you right here on the counter," he said looking at my face searching for a reaction. "That wouldn't be the best idea would it," I smirked down at him through my hands. I finished up his stitches and was proud with myself. "I see no problem with it other than my parents hearing your screams," this guy was such a cocky twat. "Ha, you're cute, ya know, the fact that you'd be able to handle a woman such as myself is very humorous," I said making sure to exaggerate the word 'very'. He chuckled before standing up at his full height and trapping me in between the counter and himself. A rock...and a hard place. I looked up at him through my lashes, curse my height! He lowered his head to be face to face with me, when an awfully dangerous sexy smirk came across his face. Making me want something, I couldn't have. "Oh, babe, I'd be able to handle you just fine."