to believe that I want to get to know you better?â
âOh, please.â She made a scoffing sound. âThatâs code for hooking up.â
He wouldnât say no to a hookup, but that wasnât hisprimary objective. âIâd really like to see you outside of work.â
âLet me be clear. And honest. You said it yourself. Iâm a busy girl. I donât have time in my schedule for a fling.â
âNeither do I.â
Her eyes flashed with what looked like anger and frustration. âIn my experience, guys like you are all about the one who said no.â
âLater Iâm probably going to be annoyed at being lumped in with the jerks.â
She ignored that and continued. âLetâs just skip to the end. How about if I just sleep with you? Then I can get you out of my life. Itâs not even necessary to buy me dinner. It will save us both time. Seven minutes tops.â
âOuch.â Heâd heard both heat and hurt in her voice, and that took the sting out of the words for him. If only it had canceled out his curiosity, but he wasnât that lucky. âWhat if I want to buy you dinner? No strings.â
âDo you?â she asked suspiciously.
âTake a chance. Find out for yourself.â
âIf I do will you go away quietly?â
âCan we just take this one step at a time?â he asked. âDonât spoil the surprise. That takes all the fun out of it.â
âIn my experience, thereâs nothing fun about a surprise.â
That was the second time sheâd mentioned her experience. It didnât take a mental giant to figure out that whatever happened hadnât been good. If Nathan was as smart as everyone thought, heâd run from Cindy and her emotional baggage. But apparently he wasnât that bright. Because he was inclined to sit here and wait until she agreed to go out with him.
âYou know you want to say yes,â he coaxed.
âWere you raised by wolves? What part of no do you not understand?â She glared at him.
âMy parents were incredibly civilized. Just not to each other.â He refused to take the bait. It didnât escape his notice that she was pulling out all the stops to get him to give up. That made the challenge of wearing her down all the more stimulating. âCome on, Cindy. It will be fun.â
âThe Titanic was fun, too, if you like freezing cold water and gigantic icebergs opening up the side of your ship like a tuna can.â
âIâm not leaving until you agree to have dinner with me tonight.â Tonight because he didnât want to give her time to back out.
She thought for several moments and apparently decided he wasnât backing down. After an exaggerated sigh, she said, âAll right. But only because I have to eat.â
âIâll pick you up at seven.â
Chapter Four
C indy peeked out the window of her tiny three-bedroom home in the old part of Henderson. Nathan wasnât there yet, but it was only six-fifty. She still had ten minutes to fret over and change the sleeveless black cotton sundress that had been her second outfit choice. If only her fairy godmothers were here with borrowed clothes, shoes and much-needed advice because she was running low on clothing options and was fresh out of common sense. A limited budget didnât allow for a large wardrobe. Lack of variety sure cut down on time spent making a decision, but that didnât erase the desperate wish to not care so much about looking her very best.
Because impressing Nathan Steele wasnât the goal for tonight. Men were trouble and she didnât need any more of it. This dinner was all about getting the doctor to back off and leave her alone so she could focus on her internship and the current job that helped pay her mountain of bills.
Cindy paced the living roomâs wood floor and stayed far away from a mirror that would send her fashion critique
Dorothy Calimeris, Sondi Bruner