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I dropped the menu. “Not everyone can have a tall and skinny body, Wes.”

Wes drew back in confusion. “You think that I think your body isn’t attractive?”

Forcing a smile, I said, “I seem to…fill out…the skirt nicely.”

He shook his head as he ran his hand over his face. Leaning closer across the table, he lowered his voice. “Fucking hell, Clare. You’ve got a body that men dream about; they picture it when they’re alone and jacking themselves off. Do not ever, for once, think that you’re not attractive. I promise you every goddamn guy in this restaurant drooled when you walked in.”

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Wes shook his head and reached for his drink. “There isn’t one thing wrong with you, besides the fact that you think there is.”

Swallowing the sudden lump in my throat, I cleared my throat. “Th-thank you…for that.”

His eyes met mine and the air seemed to crackle with tension, but not the bad kind. The sexual kind.

Wes cleared his throat and focused on the menu. “I’ve been here plenty of times, sounds like you have as well.”

“Yes,” I replied with a nod as I kept my eyes on him for a few seconds longer. I looked down at the menu, but honestly couldn’t read a thing. My mind was spinning. Had I imagined him being angry just then? I assumed he was just being the normal dickhead he usually was.

“Hi there, is there anything I can get for you to drink?”

My head snapped up to see the waitress.

“Oh, hey there, Clare. The usual?”

“Hi, Lilly. Yes, please.”

“I’ll get that for you and come back to take your order. Refill sir?”

“Wes politely declined.

I thanked her and then went back to staring at the menu.

“I take it you come here often then?” Wes asked with a touch of humor in his voice.

My eyes lifted to meet his. “Yeah, I don’t work far from here.”

“How close is your work?”

Deciding on getting my usual, I set the menu down. “It’s a five-minute walk.”

He smiled. “That’s nice. You’re not far from your apartment either.”

“Nope, I can literally see my office from my apartment.”

“Wow.”

I gave a single head nod. I drew in a deep breath and exhaled as I asked, “So I’m assuming you changed your mind about the wedding wrecking?”

He shrugged and I could see it on his face. He’d done something.

“What did you do?”

He rubbed at the back of his neck. “I sent her flowers at work and had them put the little XO XO thing but no name.”

“Oh. My. God.”

Wes moved around in his seat, then whisper-shouted, “Close your mouth! You look like you’re trying to catch flies.”

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