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My buzzed thoughts wandered to places they shouldn’t, my little Nolan fantasies threatening to take the driver’s seat.
Despite his cocky, bratty attitude at times, Nolan hadn’t been the clearest on his signals. While I knew without a doubt at this point he did in fact like guys, and he’d made a few comments about me and my calendar shoots, I wasn’t entirely sure if he liked... me.
He did insult your taste in music.
Whether or not he liked me—the mean underneath the charisma and the humor—shouldn’t have mattered to me at all.
Why did I care if he liked me?
It wasn’t like every man I fucked in my life liked me for my winning personality. Sex was just that, sex.
And sometimes it was way hotter when I was balls deep in some pretty asshole that didn’t respect me or like me at all.
But my feeble, inebriated mind warred with my heart and my hunger, desiring something more.
I wanted him to like me, because I liked him. More than I ever thought I would.
We followed the waiter, who was dressed in a get up that looked strangely reminiscent of a penguin, Nolan giggling the entire way. After the second Elderberry Fizz, he seemed to have loosened up and I wasn’t complaining.
Once we’d both ordered our meals, and the waiter had left us once again, I had Nolan all to myself, which I enjoyed far too much.
“Glad to see you’re enjoying yourself,” I said genuinely, relishing in the smile that formed across his face. He nodded.
God he has a nice smile.
My entire body loosened at the sight.
Shit, I definitely need to stick with water.
“I am, actually. I... I can’t remember the last time I’ve even done something like this.”
“Like what?” I asked involuntarily, and took a sip of my water.
“I mean, it’s been awhile since I’ve been out on a date in general, let alone with someone like you,” Nolan said as he spun his stir stick in his drink.
“What do you mean, like me?” I asked, confused.
“Confident, brave. Sexy,” he said, and he took another drink, hiding his blush behind his glass. But I wasn’t about to let him off the hook. Not now when he seemed keen on dishing out compliments.
I’m a sucker for a little praise, so sue me.
But something about the way he said the words felt deeply genuine, and I couldn’t help but rise to his bait, especially because it made me feel like I’d just won bar bingo.
Well, well... maybe I should take Nolan out for a drink more often.
“Is that so?” I said as I tapped my fingers on the table, steeling my gaze on his pink cheeks. “You think I’m... sexy? Is that why you’re always up my ass?” I teased him, my own smile forcing its way across my face.
Nolan shook his head. “I mean, how many times have you gotten naked for the damn calendar? Like four times?”
“You counted?” I asked coyly.
Nolan shrugged, taking another sip of his drink. “Absolutely not,”
Liar.
“You know, you’re not quite what I thought you were either. For the record.” The words came out of my mouth of their own volition, causing Nolan to peer up at me over his thick frames.
“Wha... what do you mean?” he stuttered.
