you gonna
tell me what happened earlier?” he queried.
I took another
drink then staring at my bottle laid it all out for him. “A couple
years ago, I had a boyfriend. We were gonna get married. But he
cheated on me then asked if I wanted to have a threesome with the
woman I’d caught him with.” I looked at him and shrugged. “That’s
why what you said startled me. Every boyfriend I’ve been somewhat
serious with has cheated on me… then asked for a threesome.” I
couldn’t help but chuckle. It was kind of funny in a weirdly
fucked-up way.
I could see
the muscles in his jaws jumping before he took a drink. Then he
turned to me. “Let’s get a table.”
He grabbed his
bottle and got up then helped me off my barstool and taking my
hand, led me to a small table for two, pulling my chair out for me.
Man, if I ever met his mom, I’d have to thank her for instilling
manners in him. After we were seated, I saw him jerk his head at
Gable. A moment later Gable brought us both another bottle then
left and Zeke looked at me.
“Now, let’s
get this clear, Scarlett. I’m not like those bastards you dated.
I’ve never cheated on anyone and I don’t plan to.” I could see him
sizing me up, and I braced for what he was going to tell me next.
“I had… some… threesomes when I was younger, but not with anyone I
cared about. I don’t have anything against them. It’s just that I
don’t like sharing when I find someone I’m interested in.” His eyes
bored into mine so erotically it made me suck in a breath. “And
you’re someone I’m interested in.”
Well. As long
as we got that cleared up. And, my God, he looked at me as if I
meant something to him which made my breathing speed up. No one had
looked at me like that in a very long time.
But then my
rational side reared her judge-y face to convince me that I still
wasn’t sold. I couldn’t be. Stick to the plan, I heard her
whisper in my head, making me shut down my emotions once more as I
geared up to tell him this thing between us would go nowhere
because I knew what would come next was him pursuing the topic of
us dating.
“Now, tell me
about your family,” he said casually as if five seconds before he
hadn’t flashed his bedroom eyes at me.
I stared at
him for a moment because he’d surprised me then I burst into
laughter. Wow. First of all, how conceited was I thinking he was
going to beg me to date him? Secondly, he really had a way with
putting things out there, one moment being so intense it completely
took my breath away, the next appearing as easygoing as they come
which was totally knocking me off my axis at all times. Damn.
“What?” he
asked with a wink which made my heart flutter.
Smiling, I
shook my head. “You.”
“What about
me?”
It was my turn
to size him up. “You’re just so different. Every time I think I
know what you’re going to say, you surprise me. And you’re just so
take-charge. You’ve got that whole alpha male thing going on.”
“And I think
you like it,” he countered as he brought his bottle to those
perfect lips. Then setting his bottle down, his eyes met mine and
held them. “I think you like me .”
Oh, I liked it and him. Probably too much.
I shrugged.
“Maybe.”
He narrowed
his eyes. “Maybe, she says. Excuse me if I’m wrong, Scarlett, but I
think that was pure lust I saw in your eyes at the weight room
earlier.”
Hoping I was
coming off as nonchalant—when in reality, if I didn’t think I’d
hate myself in the morning, I so wanted to fuck his brains out
right then. I mean, those stalls in the women’s room had been
rather large and would be damned accommodating for a quick tryst
with him—I shrugged again. “You’re a good-looking guy, Zeke, which
I’m sure you know. A woman would have to be blind not to look at
you with lust.”
“So where does
this leave us?”
“I don’t know.
But I need to let you know that I don’t have time to date anyone
right now. I’ve got to