" Need a ride?” Cooper asked, pulling over as I walked down the street. “Let me rephrase that. I know you need a ride, but are you desperate enough to take one from me?”
“Why desperate?”
“You tell me. You act like I’m a stalkey douche you can’t shake loose.”
Uh, I wasn’t touching that statement.
“My ride cancelled and it’d be a pain to take three busses.”
“Is that your way of saying you’re desperate enough?”
Studying his grin and the rumbling hog, I figured the ride would take five minutes tops. As for owing him, maybe I could buy him dessert or take notes for him at school. You know, repay him with something besides my body.
“Yes, please,” I said softly, hoping he didn’t get mean or creepy during the ride.
“I don’t know,” Cooper said, scratching at his stubbled cheek. “I have somewhere I need to go first. Are you in a patient mood or will you give me crap?”
“I’ll give you crap so you should take me home first.”
“Nope.”
Grinning, I tried to seem friendly, but not too friendly. “Will another please get me what I want?”
“No, not a please, but I can think of other things that’ll make your case.”
“Never mind,” I said, walking away. “You’re busy.”
Cooper grunted. “Oh, lord, here we go. Now, I’m the one fucking begging. Just get on, will ya? "

― Bijou Hunter , Damaged and the Beast (Damaged, #1)