Darcy had been around long enough to know what kind of look that was. And he wasn't exactly being subtle about checking her out. She was really torn as to whether she should be flattered or not, and she was especially torn on whether or not being turned on right now was something that said a lot about her moral compass. Shit. Guys said shit like this to her all the time, so why was this getting to her.
"Mostly because I never know whether to hit you, or kiss you," she stated with her own sizing him up. Oh come on. He was gorgeous and he knew it. It was kind of annoying really. Now that she'd said it out loud, she realized just how many times she'd wanted to do both. It was a lot. And most of the time kissing one out, and she couldn't get away with that so she didn't do either.