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“How long have—”
Once again, our conversation is cut off by his cell phone, only this time, Timothy doesn’t say a word, he simply grabs his phone and walks away from the table.
“Well, this is fun.” I take a sip of my wine, and then another and another. By the time the glass is empty, there’s still no Timothy, and Ethan is placing our food on the table.
He sets a steaming hot plate in front of me and holds out another glass of merlot.
“Oh, one is my limit, but thank you anyway.”
“I didn’t bring it for you to drink,” he says, handing me the glass.
I have no idea what’s going on, but for some reason, I’m compelled to take the glass.
“What’s your name?”
“Lizzie,” I answer, unsure of why he’s asking.
“You’re beautiful, Lizzie.”
“Thank you?” Normally, I’d love a nice compliment from a guy who looks like Ethan. Still, considering I’m on a date, it seems a bit inappropriate.
“And you seem like a smart woman.”
I nod. “I am.”
“Then why are you here with that douchebag?”
My eyes widen, and I immediately go to set the glass down and give him a piece of my mind. This might not be the best date I’ve ever been on, but it’s certainly not the worst. And I like Timothy. He’s nice, smart, and yes, he seems to work a lot, but I think a good work ethic is a great quality in a man.
“He’s not a douchebag.”
“Then why is he at a table on the opposite side of the restaurant with another woman?” he says, pointing toward the right.
“What?”
“I could be way off here, but he’s eating dinner, laughing, and carrying on with another woman. When I walked by a few minutes ago, they were wrapped in each other’s arms, whispering God knows what into each other’s ears.”
My blood boils. No wonder he’s been gone for so long; the asshole is on two dates.
“Let me guess, he’s drinking crown and coke?”
Ethan nods, and his face softens. “I wanted to say something while he was here, but I would’ve ended up punching the guy, and I really need this job.”
“You would’ve punched him?”
“In a heartbeat. It’s men like him that give the rest of us a bad name.”
“But you don’t even know me.”
“I’d do it for any woman.”
“Right. Of course. Thank you for letting me know.”
I scoot out my chair, nudging Ethan back in the process, and stand from the table. With the full wine glass in my hand and a whole lot of courage, I march across the dining room.
Sure enough, there he is. Handsome, smart, two-timing jerk. His date notices me before he does. In fact, the asshole doesn’t notice me until I lift the glass of wine and dump it over his head.
He coughs and flails while his date screeches. Everyone in the room is staring, but I don’t give a damn.
