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I relax a little though because I’m sure, wherever we are going, I’ll be dressed appropriately. Vegas isn’t known for its tame looks. People wear whatever they want to wear here, no matter where they are going .
“Just not interested in more than that, and women always want more after I fuck them. At night, they promise they don’t want anything more than one night, but the next morning, they are begging to go out again. I hate having to fend them off. Once a month is the max I can handle .”
“Why haven’t you found the one yet? I’m sure you want to settle down and get married. Most people your age have been married for years with several kids, old man .”
He glares at me. “Just how old do you think I am ?”
I shrug. “I don’t know .”
“I’m thirty. Thirty isn’t old .”
I smile. “It is to me .”
He sighs. “God, you are such a child .”
I feel his grasp on my hand loosen. I frown. I want him to hold my hand tighter. I want him to want me. I don’t like him thinking about me as a child…except I shouldn’t want him to want me. I shouldn’t even be on this date .
“So, when is the last time you went on a date before tonight ?”
Killian doesn’t look at me when he answers, “Three years .”
My jaw drops. “Three years? That’s a long time.” It’s also the same time that my father told him that he wanted Killian to marry me. Coincidence? I don’t know, but I’m too afraid to ask .
“When is the last time you went on a date ?”
Eli, my high school boyfriend, was the last person I went on a date with. We dated for one year in college before he broke it off .
“It was…three years ago,” I say as I realize it .
I stare up at him, and we stop walking .
He’s looking at me like he wants to ask me the same question I want to ask him .
Did I stop dating because of him? I didn’t—well, not exactly. I didn’t know he existed yet. I didn’t know my father had already chosen. I just knew it would eventually happen .
When I don’t answer and when I don’t ask, he turns us to the building we have stopped in front of .
“We are here .”
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Now, I really wish I had changed .
“What can I get you to drink?” the waitress says .
She looks tired, but when she looks down at my attire, I swear, she smirks at me .
I stare back down at the menu, hoping to God that some drink will pop out at me so that I will know what to order, but there are no drinks listed on the menu. I glance around the diner. From the looks of this place, I doubt they have the wine he’s bought me before. Actually, I doubt they have any wine. I should order a beer, but I don’t even know where to start. So, instead of answering the woman, I just stare intently at my menu .
“What do you want to drink, Kinsley ?”
I look up to see Killian staring at me with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. It’s weird to hear my name fall from his lips. I can’t recall him using it before, but I realize what he’s doing. He’s giving me exactly what I said I wanted. He’s not going to help me, not unless I beg. And I’m not above begging right now if he will help me .
I plead with my eyes for him to just order a drink for us. I pucker my lip, like Scarlett taught me .
He rolls his eyes at my look and sits up straighter, turning his attention to the waitress .
“I’ll have a Miller Lite. Bring her a Blue Moon. We will have your mountain onion ring appetizer with extra sauce. And we both want your special burger, hold the onions .”
