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Killian takes the menu from me and hands it to the lady, who rushes off, glad to finally be done with us .

“You really can’t make a quick decision .”

“I can.” I take a deep breath, ready to reveal something embarrassing. “I just haven’t had a lot of experience with drinking. I’ve only drunk a handful of times in my life .”

“Well, that explains a lot .”

“You didn’t have to order my dinner for me though .”

“I was afraid, if you took any longer, the waitress would end up spitting in our food. She’s obviously swamped tonight, and you were taking half an hour just to order your drink. What did you want? I’ll make sure she changes the order .”

I sigh. “I was going to order exactly what you ordered me.” My cheeks flush at the admission that he was right—again .

Killian just smiles and shakes his head .

“So, what made you choose this place? I’m guessing you don’t come here often. Doesn’t seem like it has the healthiest of menus .”

“Just wanted to get you the best burger in Vegas after I denied you one the other day .”

You denied me more than just a burger , I think as I bite my lip .

The beers and appetizer are thrust onto the table. I take a sip of the beer. It’s definitely not the Chateau Margaux wine that Killian ordered me before, but it’s drinkable. I take an onion ring off the tower before me .

“Tell me something about yourself. You might be my future husband one day, if we don’t figure a way out of this mess. I might as well know more about you .”

He shakes his head. “I’ve already figured a way out of this. You just have yet to agree to it. But, okay, I’ll play. What do you want to know ?”

I take a bite as I contemplate what I want to know most. I really want to know what it would be like to be fucked by him. But I can’t go there. I fidget with the wrapper on the silverware, trying to think of a tame question .

“Where did you go to college ?”

“Yale.”

“Really?”

“No,” he says, laughing. “I went to Harvard. I majored in business and then started law school there, but I didn’t finish. Instead, Felton Corporation snatched me up, and I’ve been working here ever since .”

“Did you grow up in Vegas ?”

“Yes.”

Hmm, that surprises me .

“What about you? Why Yale? Why theater ?”

I take a long sip of my beer. I don’t want to answer that. Instead, I try his trick. “What part of Vegas ?”

“No, it’s your turn. I answered your question. Now, you answer mine. That’s how the game works .”

“This isn’t a game .”

“Whatever. I’m not answering any more questions until you answer me. Why Yale? Why theater ?”

I take another sip of my beer, stalling for as long as I can until I can’t anymore. His stare pierces through me, forcing me to let go of whatever I’m hiding .

“My father. He chose Yale for me. He chose the theater major. I haven’t chosen anything that’s important in my life. Nothing of this life is mine .”

“Why?”

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