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For some stupid reason I giggle. “Shut up. I can’t believe you think I will be your booty call.”
He smiles darkly at me. “I more than believe it. I will place money on it.”
“You’re hopeless on the punt,” I snap as I shovel a forkful of food in my mouth.
He smiles broadly. “Actually I am pretty good on the punt, if you must know.” He wipes his mouth with a napkin.
I wave my fork in the air as I speak. “I am not being your booty call. If you want to leave the door open for us to repair our relationship, then that’s great. If you want sex only, go back to the VIP Room,” I sneer. Stick to your guns Tash, stick to your guns.
“Ok. Deal,” he says dryly.
I frown at him. “What do you mean—Ok deal?”
He shrugs his shoulders. “Ok, point taken.”
“Ok, point taken we are going to work on our relationship? Or Ok point taken you are going back to the VIP Room?” I frown.
“Point taken, I am going back to the VIP Room.” His eyes penetrate mine.
My fury ignites and right between his eyes is looking like a good bull’s eye target for my fork to be hurled at him.
I pick up my Diet Coke and start to scull it. I drink the whole thing and slam it back on the table.
He raises his eyebrows as he chews his food. “Thirsty?”
“Yes,” I snap. “Like a camel.”
He smirks and keeps chewing. I need a comeback. Quick, think of a comeback.
“Ok fine then, if we are not going to try and work on our relationship I may as well go back to the massage parlour and take up some of the optional extras.” I put some food in my mouth and smirk. Take that, asshole.
His knife and fork hit the plate with a clang. “Is that a threat?” he sneers as he leans into the table.
I sit forward and fake a smile. “No, that’s a promise.”
“Listen here, you,” he growls. “I will not be held to ransom over our fucked-up relationship. You left me, not the other way around, and now you think you can click your fingers and I will run back to you happily. Snap out of it, this isn’t the fucking Notebook Natasha, there will be no happy ever after. I have been with several women since we broke up, so don’t start your shit with me.”
I sit back in shock and drop my head as tears fill my eyes.
“Sorry I shouldn’t have said that,” he whispers as he senses my h
urt. “I didn’t mean to say that.”
I nod as the stupid tears start to fall. I keep my head down and don’t make eye contact with him. He’s been with several women since me, of course he has. I wipe my eyes angrily as hurt rips through me.
He reaches over and picks up my hand. “I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to say that. It fucks with my head thinking of you in that massage parlour, don’t say things like that.”
I keep my head down, I can’t even look at him. He’s right, this relationship is totally fucked up, who was I kidding?
“It’s ok,” I whisper through my hurt.
“No, it’s not. I’m sorry,” he whispers.
I nod and slowly continue eating my food. What I would really like to do is drop my face in my plate like a pig and slurp everything down in one second flat.
I stay silent through the main while never making eye contact with him. He watches me intently.
He grabs my hand affectionately and rubs his thumb over the back of my fingers. “Tash, don’t be upset, I didn’t mean to say that. They mean nothing to me.”
