He brought his gaze back to her, eyes dipping down as she practically pushed her boobs into his face. "It's my business when you're dressed like that," he stated flatly. "You think guys respect you when you look like a slut? They don't. Trust me." He knew from first hand experience. Slutty girls were hot, sure. And they were fun. But he never wanted to pick their brain or take them to dinner or bring them home to his parents. Never. Natalie was better than that and it pissed him off that she was stooping below her level.