Page 5 of The Hookup


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“Does your sister always treat you like you’re five?” I asked after John moved down to the bar to get our drinks.

“Yes. My social awkwardness is very upsetting to her.”

I don’t lie as a rule. But I could stretch the truth just a little for the cute brunette. “I don’t think you’re awkward at all. Tell her to suck it.” Truthfully, awkward wasn’t even the right word for it. She was just honest. Straightforward. Her thoughts came out of her mouth, and damn it, what the hell was wrong with that? Everyone I knew was a liar.

She smiled. “Bella doesn’t mean to be a bitch. She just doesn’t understand me.” John set her drink in front of her and she picked it up and studied it. “What’s in here?”

I put a hand on the stool next to me. “Do you want to sit down?” She was short and when I glanced at her feet I saw she had pink Converse on. There really was something pretty damn adorable about her.

“Do I have to sit to drink it?” she asked without any irony.

That made me laugh again. Damn. Twice in ten minutes. That was a fucking record. It sounded foreign to my ears. “No. You can drink it however you want. I just wanted to make sure you’re comfortable. That you stay awhile.”

“Oh.” She sipped the drink. “You didn’t answer my question. What’s in this?”

“Unicorn tears. Just drink it.”

The corner of her mouth turned up in a small smile. “I don’t like the unknown.”

I raised my glass. “Life is one big fucking unknown. You should get used to it.”

“Are you used to it?”

No. Fuck no. If I was, I wouldn’t be in this goddamn bar every night. “I don’t give a shit one way or the other.”

“I don’t believe you.”

I shrugged. “You don’t have to.” I gestured toward the restroom. Bella had come back out and was talking to a guy by the jukebox. “How come she’s allowed to do whatever she wants but you can’t?”

It was meant to deflect, ignite her annoyance with her sister again. But she didn’t bite.

“Of course I can do whatever I want. That’s not the point.”

“So you could leave here with me, go to a different bar?” For reasons I didn’t want to look at too deeply, I wanted to keep Sophie with me. Alone. I wanted to hear her think out loud. She was a fascinating distraction, which was rare. Nothing distracted me anymore for anything longer than a blink.

“Why would I do that? What is wrong with this bar?”

So she was literal. That was becoming obvious quickly. “There’s nothing wrong with this bar. I just want to talk to you without your sister interrupting us.”

Her head tilted and she reached up and touched her fake eyelashes like she was tempted to just rip them off. She patted them like they had spring to them. Her hands dropped. “Does that mean you want to have sex with me?”

“Uh…” I had to admit, that caught me off guard. It took a lot to throw me off, but this girl just had. “I hadn’t actually thought that far, but if you’re asking if I think you’re attractive, the answer to that is yes.”

She nodded, studying me. “Well. Then yes, I will leave with you, because I find you attractive too.”

I threw back my whiskey and stood up. “Then let’s go.”

I was pretty damn sure I’d just been outmaneuvered by Sophie. It felt like she was the one actually calling the shots and that was hot. But I wasn’t going to let that continue. Sexy little Sophie had another thing coming. I may not have control over my life, but sex? Oh, yeah. I was in charge.

“I haven’t finished my drink,” Sophie protested.

I raised her hand with the drink in it, and drank that too. A drop fell on her finger and I licked it off, quickly, a brief flicker of my tongue over her sweet flesh. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

“But I wanted that one.” She didn’t yank her hand away though. She let me lower it, along with the glass, slowly.

“Then you’ll want the next one even more.” My eyes dropped to her lips. They weren’t plump and overdone. They were just juicy and perfect, like her breasts. “I changed my mind,” I said. “I have thought that far ahead.”

Another woman would have asked what I meant. But Sophie picked the thread back up immediately. Her eyes darkened. Her mouth fell into an enticing O. I wanted to bite that lip, suck it. I wanted to kiss her and wind my fingers into her thick hair.

“I do want to have sex with you,” I said, because she had asked and why the fuck not be honest?

No one was ever honest.

Except apparently for Sophie. She nodded. “Good. Let’s go.”

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