Fantasy Boyfriend #2 (A Tattooed Bad Boy Romance)

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Authors: Vanessa Stone
know –for all I knew he could be a serial killer in disguise. I
made a face at the thought and then decided I was just being silly, trying to
find a reason not to like him. I also had to quit comparing him to Luke. That
thought brought me to Luke's full sleeve tattoos, which I found so incredibly
sexy.
    "So Greg, tell me, do you have any tattoos?"
No sense in beating around the bush. He already had one checkmark on my list,
and I wanted to see if I could add another one.
    He grinned and shook his head. "Nah, I'm a good
old boy from Texas that doesn't have much use for tattoos. In fact, I think
that they can look kind of trashy."
    I was disappointed by that, but I didn't show it.
After all, he had some other things going in his favor. He was a gentleman, he
was handsome, and he played sports. I got the impression that he was trying to
be on his best behavior, but then again, most guys usually were on the first
date. Again, my thoughts reverted back to Luke. He hadn't put on any airs, and
with Luke, it was pretty much what you saw is what you got, which certainly
wasn't bad. At the same time, now that I was able to compare him with Greg, I
definitely got the impression that Luke, despite his charisma and sexuality,
probably didn't spend too much time thinking about other people or their
feelings. I wasn't making any judgments about it just yet, just making an
observation.
      Before long, we
pulled up in front of a nice steakhouse whose sign was emblazoned with a bull
on one side, a pig on the other, and the words, "Beefy Pig BBQ" in
the middle. Okay, I was used to this kind of place, commonly found throughout
Montana where nobody really tried to be fancy- schmancy .
Good eats were good eats. I could imagine it was much the same throughout
Texas. To be quite honest, I would probably feel more comfortable eating here
than I had at the sushi restaurant. Then again, up came thoughts of Luke
feeding me bits of sushi with my eyes closed and what happened afterward.

 
    Chapter 9
    We approached the front of the restaurant, but before
I could open the door, he pulled it open and gestured for me to step in. Well,
that was nice, I thought. We entered the restaurant, his hand placed discreetly
on my lower back. A server guided us toward a small table near one of the
windows and I was again impressed when he paused on my side of the table and
held out the chair for me.
    When the waitress asked for a drink order, I asked for
a glass of water, but Greg ordered a bottle of Cabernet. I didn't have the
heart to tell him that I had not intended on drinking any alcohol this evening.
I guess he wanted to make the evening somewhat romantic, and I thought it was
rather sweet of him to do so. I decided that I would have one glass, and sip
the wine very slowly while I ate.
    After looking over the menu and letting him know what
I would like, I allowed him to take our order: a mixed platter of beef and pork
dry rub ribs with sides of fried potatoes and coleslaw. It smelled delicious in
here, and I realized I was pretty hungry. As we waited for our food, we
continued to exchange idle conversation, and I found it really sweet that he
asked lots of questions about me. I realized he probably liked me more than
Luke had. Luke hadn't seemed all that interested in knowing anything about me.
At least, that’s the impression I got now. I found it rather depressing to
realize that, and then realized that maybe Greg was a better choice if I had to
choose between the two guys, anyway. I might as well give Greg a shot.
    Within moments, we each had a glass of red wine in
front of us. The server returned to the table with a small basket of sliced
sourdough bread and a platter of soft butter. I was really touched when Greg
reached for a piece of bread, buttered it, and then placed it on the small
bread plate beside my silverware. Then he did the same for himself. Wow. I
couldn't help but be impressed, but I found myself continually comparing him
and Luke.
    They

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