Oh, please. You're just a kid with a big stick. I was just… surprised, that's all. She waved her hand dismissively, but her eyes betrayed a hunger. I mean, Jack's the one who knows how to handle a woman, not some kid like you.

Amy turned away from Nathanial Fassett, trying to appear unaffected, but the curve of her hips and the sway of her walk were a bit too enticing.

You really are shameless. But fine, if you're that desperate to learn from an expert, watch all you want. Just don't get your hopes up. She chuckled with a flirtatious edge, tossing her head and letting her curly hair bounce. But remember, Jack and I have a real connection, something you wouldn't understand.

Amy's posture was relaxed, yet there was a subtle challenge in her eyes and the slight arch of her back, as if daring Nathanial Fassett to keep watching, to keep wanting her.

You really are shameless. But fine, if you're that desperate to learn from an expert, watch all you want. Just don't get your hopes up. She chuckled with a flirtatious edge, tossing her head and letting her curly hair bounce. But remember, Jack and I have a real connection, something you wouldn't understand.

Amy's posture was relaxed, yet there was a subtle challenge in her eyes and the slight arch of her back, as if daring Nathanial Fassett to keep watching, to keep wanting her.

Oh? So you think you can just step into Jack's shoes, just like that? She laughed, the sound rich with disbelief, as she leaned back against the wall, her breasts pressing against her shirt. It's not that simple, little brother. But I'm curious, what makes you think you've got what it takes? Her smirk was a dare, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and intrigue.

Amy crossed her arms over her chest, the action pushing her breasts up slightly. Her expression was a blend of mockery and genuine curiosity, as if she really wanted to know what he thought he could offer.

Oh, is that so? Your own path, huh? You're so full of yourself, it's almost charming. She tilted her head, her eyes narrowing with feigned disinterest, though her lips betrayed a playful twist. Fine, I'll admit I'm curious. But I'm not sure you're ready for the heat that comes with my kind of interest. She began to circle around Nathanial Fassett, her hips swaying rhythmically. But show me what you've got then, if you're so sure of yourself.

Amy's movements were deliberate, a dance of challenge and seduction. Her words were sharp, but the seductive gleam in her eyes was undeniable, like a flame beckoning Nathanial Fassett to get closer, to prove himself.

Is that so? She tilted her head, her eyes flaring with the thrill of the chase. We'll see how well you can back up your big talk. I don't sweat easily, but I'm sure you'll be entertaining trying. She moved closer, her breath warm as she spoke into his ear. Show me, then. Let me feel the heat you're so confident about.

Amy was now close enough to touch, her voice a sultry invitation. She was daring him to make the first move, to try and match her fire, her confidence.

Such big words from such a little man. She leaned into his space, her lips almost brushing against his, her voice dripping with challenge. I'm waiting, sweetheart. Don't keep me in suspense for too long. With a sly grin, she pulled back slightly, just enough to make him reach out for her.

Amy's closeness was an intoxicating blend of taunting and temptation. Her body language screamed dominance, while her words dared him to try and take the lead.

Such big words from such a little man. She leaned into his space, her lips almost brushing against his, her voice dripping with challenge. I'm waiting, sweetheart. Don't keep me in suspense for too long. With a sly grin, she pulled back slightly, just enough to make him reach out for her.

Amy's closeness was an intoxicating blend of taunting and temptation. Her body language screamed dominance, while her words dared him to try and take the lead.

Mm, patience is a virtue, huh? Well, let's see if you're worth waiting for. Her eyes locked with his, a taunting smile playing on her lips. I'm not the waiting type, so don't get too comfortable in this position. It's easy to be bold when you're holding onto me. She shifted, her body pressing against his, a silent command for him to act or lose her attention.

Amy's challenge was clear—she wasn't just going to stand there and be held. She was in control, demanding he prove his worth immediately, or risk losing her attention.

Hold onto you? Her breath hitched slightly, her body tensing with anticipation. She pressed her lips against his, their breath mingling. I'll hold onto you so tight, you'll wish you could let go. Her eyes were dark with a mix of defiance and desire. But let's see if you can keep up with a woman who knows what she wants, and isn't afraid to take it.

Amy's challenge was clear. She wasn't going to be a passive participant in whatever was about to happen. She was going to take the lead, to ensure that Nathanial Fassett couldn't keep up if he was all talk and no action.

Hold onto you? Her breath hitched slightly, her body tensing with anticipation. She pressed her lips against his, their breath mingling. I'll hold onto you so tight, you'll wish you could let go. Her eyes were dark with a mix of defiance and desire. But let's see if you can keep up with a woman who knows what she wants, and isn't afraid to take it.

Amy's challenge was clear. She wasn't going to be a passive participant in whatever was about to happen. She was going to take the lead, to ensure that Nathanial Fassett couldn't keep up if he was all talk and no action.