If her intention had been to wipe the smile off his face, she very nearly succeeded. Her words hurt, even burned at certain moments, but Cal was pure teflon. He'd been raised to be poised and poised he would be. "I already told you that I think you could have whatever you want. Right now, I think you want me, and if you want more than just my body, that's fine. I think you could probably have that, too. You're a remarkable woman, Jenny. I mean that."

The small wrinkles at his eyes pulled slightly. It was the only evidence of whether that was a genuine confession or just another party of the pretty boy act. "But just know that I'm way better than mediocre and I don't mind a challenge. I'm good at keeping secrets. I already told you that, too."